DR. JEKYLL 
The noisy jay, 
Jargoning like a foreigner at his food. 
Longfellow. 
D id he who wrote “ fine feathers do not 
make fine birds,” have the blue jay 
in mind, I wonder.^ For nowhere does a 
handsome coat cover rougher manners or 
blacker heart. For years I refused to 
believe him a cannibal, even against trust- 
worthy testimony, but recently I have 
myself witnessed his villany. A great dis- 
turbance at five o’clock in the morning in a 
tree where there was a pewee’s nest, brought 
me to the window just in time to see a blue 
jay fly away with a nestling in his bill, pur- 
sued by the parent pewees and several vireos. 
The next morning this was repeated, and 
the next, until there were no more little 
pewees in the ravaged domicile. It was 
heart-rending, but nothing could be done. 
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