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looked glittering and beautiful, when my 

 attention was called to an extra amount of 

 twit-twit-tit-tit-titting in the shrubbery. There 

 were several tomtits about, but I also caught 

 sight of two little birds amongst them, about 



The Red Start. 



the size of a flycatcher, very active, with gray 

 backs, russet wings, black bibs under their 

 bills, white crests on their foreheads, orange 

 tawny breasts, and more or less orange tails. 

 One might have imagined them to have been 

 crosses between a robin and a tomtit. They 



