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Lincoln* s 
Finch 
Leaping over the wall I started a Lincoln* s 
Finch. I recognized it at a glance and afterwards watched 
it at ten to fifteen yards as long as I cared to stay by 
it. It fed gradually out into the stubble, hopping sedately 
about and occasionally wa lking; a few steps. The motions 
were rather more stealthy and skulking than a S©fsg Sparrow’s, 
more like a Swamp Sparrow’s, I think. It finally flew to 
a steep bank and began exploring the nooks and crevices among 
and under the exposed roots of an oak, reminding me now of 
a Wren . It was very tame and perfectly silent. The 
buff on the throat and breast was faint and I think the 
bird was a female. I reached home at 6 P. M. having passed 
a peculiarly pleasant afternoon. Started four Partridge and 
heard three more drumming. Two Wood Thrushes singing. 
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