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feet above the ground. lie was near enough for me to otTserve all his 
markings plainly. As I watched him attentively with my glass, he lift¬ 
ed up his head and poured forth his song,opening his bill at every note 
and giving his wings a trembling motion as long as the song lasted. It 
was a great treat for me. He repeated his song just about three times 
a minute, and while I was looking at him he sang twenty two times. He 
had sung I should say a half dozen times before I saw him. During all 
this performance he only once stirred, and that was when he moved his 
position from a back vie?; to a side one. When he did fly off he lit 
very near and immediately began to sing again. I suppose you have seen 
all this,but to me it had all the freshness of newness. 
In the same wood I say a Black-billed Cuckoo. He presented a 
side view so that I could see that both mandibles were black. Our friend 
the Dendroica virons was singing his drowsy notes all the time that I 
was in the wood. At the ’Willows the Veery was singing all the time that 
glorious song. I saw one of these birds the other day at this same spot. 
He was very tame and allowed us to get within six feet of him. I had a 
good chance to inspect him. A side view sho?;ed his breast spotless and 
very light. He was unmistake able. Liar yl and Yellowthrdats and Chestnut¬ 
sided 'Warblers were flitting about. They were in full song. A female 
Red-wing was sitting on a willow watching h<£r mate attack a too neigh¬ 
borly Crow, while the air was full of the melody of the Bobolinks. 
A pair of Redstarts are in your garden and it looks as if they 
meant to stay. Margie sends love. More anon. Ever /, 
