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called cheerfully.
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November 3, Saturday.
This morning while watering the horses I heard some strange notes down by the ditch. Put my glass in my pocket and went down there, There was a flock of about 30 Tree Sparrows a new arrival and some English Sparrows feeding on the cleared land. The Tree Sparrows must have arrived last night. They kept up a double-noted tinkling note like [[underlined]] swem [[/underlined]]
It sounded like that
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to me but it it was very hard to represent. They gave a warning [[underlined]] shree [[/underlined]] if another approached too close and if that was not enough fought each other.
They were rather wild and would not let me get very close. When they rose they lit in the trees but immediately flew down again forgetful of the danger. They hopped while on the ground.
A flock of about 25 American Goldfinches flew down and feed on stick tights. One female