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the crowd, and will linger only for those who 

 come with deliberation and quiet. 



This entire mountain-section, from foothills to 

 mountain-summits, is enlivened in nesting-time 

 with scores of species of birds. Low down on 

 the foothills one will find Bullock's oriole, the 

 red-headed woodpecker, the Arkansas kingbird, 

 and one will often see, and more often hear, the 

 clear, strong notes of the Western meadowlark 

 ringing over the hills and meadows. The wise, 

 and rather murderous, magpie goes chattering 

 about. Here and there the quiet bluebird is seen. 

 The kingfisher is in his appointed place. Long- 

 crested jays, Clarke's crows, and pigmy nut- 

 hatches are plentiful, and the wild note of the 

 chickadee is heard on every hand. Above the 

 altitude of eight thousand feet you may hear, in 

 June, the marvelous melody of Audubon's her- 

 mit thrush. 



Along the brooks and streams lives the water- 

 ouzel. This is one of the most interesting and 

 self-reliant of Rocky Mountain birds. It loves 

 the swift, cool mountain-streams. It feeds in 

 them, nests within reach of the splash of their 



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