A little farther dowu the ereek, where the 

 meadows meet the marsh, dwell the cousins of 



" A triumph of love and fluty over fear." 



the winter wrens, the long-billed marsh-wi-ens. 

 Here in the wide reaches of calamus and leeds, 

 where the brackish tide comes in, the marsh- 

 wrens build by hundreds. Their big, Imlky 

 nests are woven about a handful of young cala- 

 nms-blades, or tied to a few long, stout sedge- 

 stalks, and grow as the season gi-ows. 

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