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[[first page]] 22. A small flock of [[erased]]Pin[[/erased]] Redpolls flew over one was singing a sputtering song like [[wavy underline]]sp-z-z-z-zt[[wavy underline]] and giving the call note after it had done. Then I went home. ___ Feb. 13, Tuesday A few days ago I crowded some sunflower seeds in the bark of the little elm. This morning when I looked they were all gone. I found a chink of Norway spruce bark and cut off [[end page]] [[start page]] 23. a piece about 8 by 4 inches. Then I took a knife and punched a number of holes in it about 3/4 of an inch apart in each one I put a sunflower seed. And hung it out on the little elm together with two bunches of spider eggs. A Whitebreasted Nuthatch was there. He sat on a branch just above me and sang [[wavy underline]]ery-ery-ery-ery[[wavy underline]] and then flew off. I put out some feed