142 A Midland Village: Garden and Meadow. 



ice-bound meadow, I saw some little things in 

 motion at the further end, like feathers dancing 

 about on the ice, which my glass discovered to 

 be the tails of a family of Long- tailed Tits. 



Put our Rooks found them out, and . . . proceeded to worry them. p. 141. 



They were pecking away at the ice, with their 

 tails high in the air. As I neared them they flew 

 away, and marking the place where they were at 

 work, I knelt down on the ice and examined it 



