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jtnoos sang a good deal, giving the spring medley song chiefly, 
but the Tree Sparrows were severely silent and I heard the 
Song Sparrows only a few times in the early morning* 
The combined flock f Sparrows, Juncos and Robins 
was subject to frequent nervous panics caused by the fall of 
a lump of snow, the distant report of a gun, some noise within 
the cabin or by some sight or sound either imaginary or in** 
appreciable by our duller ears. 'ith a chorus of ©creeps and 
twitters and a loud rustle of wings the timid little birds 
would scatter and. dart off into the bushes,aeon returning pne 
after another* 
Late in the afternoon 1 started out for a walk. It 
was still snowing hard and the north-east wind was piercingly 
chilly but the beauty of the woods made me oblivious to any¬ 
thing els®. Along the river path the snow foliage was almost 
as dense as the leaf foliage of midsummer and I could scarcely 
see the water through the screen of ermine-clothed trees and 
bushes. The tunelos with their dropping branches and many- 
angled twigs were especially interesting and effective. 
But by far the finest effects were furnished by some 
of the pines on Renscn*s ridge. I spent fblly an hour 
there, wandering about among the trees, drinking In the 
extraordinary beauty of the scene. These woods were so 
changed — so glorified by the snow that even the paths that 
I have been lately making seemed unfamiliar and more than 
once I actually lost ray way* Hoot of the trees were simply 
loaded with snow masses but on some of the smaller white 
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