70 BIRDS THROUGH AN OPERA-GLASS. 



crest make him look ! There ! he is off again, 

 and before we think where he is going we hear 

 the echo of his rousing phe-pJiay, phe-phay from 

 the depths of the woods. 



In many places the jays are common winter 

 residents, pitching their tents with the hens and 

 barnyard animals and comporting themselves with 

 familiar assurance. But in this region they are 

 irregular guests. Sometimes they are here for a 

 few days in the fall, or visit us when the hawks 



