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By Tuttle's Orchard In Baraboo 8:05A.M. Mar 13, 1902 This morning I was up back of Tuttles Orchard. [[marginalia]] weather [[/marginalia]] It was warm and sunny though the night had been frosty and the birds were calling and singing loudly. [[marginalia]] singing [[/marginalia]] A male Goldfinch flew over in full song but I could not catch sight of it. It was the first I had heard singing.