NOVEMBER. 



. November 1st. A small tomtit has taken to living in the 

 house, frequenting the drawing-room and an adjoining parlour. 

 The little fellow hops about without the smallest fear, searching 

 for and eating the house flies and other insects. He seems to 

 principally feed on the larger house Hies, prying into every 

 crevice about the shutters and window curtains after these 

 insects, which collect now in g-reat numbers, and being in a 

 sleepy condition are easily caught by this active devourer. The 

 children also put down crumbs on the table where I am writing, 

 which he picks up close to me, looking up into my face without 

 the least apparent fear. 



November 6th. Peewits still come inland in the dusk. I 

 saw to-day a flock of snow buntings, the first I have seen this 

 year, two or three very white ones amongst the flock, which is 

 unusual at this season of the year. I flushed several brace of 

 jacksnipes in a small spot of rushes. There is a very striking 

 difference in the colour of the legs of different birds of the kind, 



