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80 could see without much damage to each other. Those that fought however seemed to keep always together. They were very tame and allowed me to approach closely. The Kinglets especially would work up until they were right beside of me. This grove was deserted for a clump of scattering Ash trees and thornapples to which I followed them. I was attracted back to the first grove by the cawing of Crow and endeavored to get a close view but was seen first as usually happens and [[end page]] [[start page]] 81 had only the pleasure of seeing a fleeting black form through the limbs of the trees as the Crow flew off calling derisively. But my trouble was repaid after all for another wave came through the trees this time with more variety as to species. A few Juncoes came straggling along in the rear of the flock. They kept high up in the trees; a thing for which I was not looking. They all seemed to be males at least all that I looked at were. A Bluejay screamed harshly as a signal that a Hawk was coming. I think it must have been