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BIRD NOTES 



admirably, only the size of the throat reduces the 

 cry till it is as like the cry of a gull as anything 

 can be. There is a peacock across the river, and 

 when that begins, I recognise the thrush's imi- 



tation of the cry. It is the loudest thrush I ever 

 heard. 



The young robins and their mother have gone 

 away, and old Bob comes in and out again. 



The blackbirds are very tame here. One was 



