154 BIRD NOTES 



November 19, 1887. 



Tom clings upside-down to the window, and 

 asks to be fed. He manages, when I am very 

 inattentive, to get up a miniature squeak. I am 

 sure he would do more if he could ; and it is 

 curious that a creature that will have a fine loud, 

 clear, thrilling call about two months hence, 

 should bu so dumb now. 



