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ging her wings on my hand. At those times even the male would come 

 swooping by our heads. 



The young birds were all born within three days of each other. They 

 were little, naked, squirming fellows, all mouths and stomachs. The 

 mother seemed very proud of them, for she would walk back and forth 

 around the edge of the nest with her little head cocked on one side, that 

 she might watch me and the young at the same time. She would never 

 condescend to let me feed them. 



When they were a week and a half grown they filled the nest to the 

 brim. She was very careful then not to leave them, and I think the father 

 fed both her and the young birds those last two days. She would stand up, 

 but would keep trotting around on their heads lest one get out, which she 

 well knew would mean to have them all hopping about in the leaves before 

 she was quite ready. 



At last, the day came when I found the nest empty, and located three of 

 the young birds in the grass. Both mother and father must then have had 

 a busv week. 



JUNE EXPECTATIONS 

 From nature by A. L. Princehorn 



