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close together. They called and sang continuously. The young had a broken song somewhat different from that of the adults.

They were accompanied by one American Pipit. It looked quite sparrowlike when I first saw it. It fed just about the same as the Larks but seemed a trifle more upright in carriage. It soon flew and mingled with the others so that I lost it and I left them.

Went on over to the Hemlocks. Saw a crow walking around in the cornfield where I had watched the jays. It was picking off corn and

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eating it. It walked from one pile to another and coming to a rough place flew over it with a single flap of its wings. In the weeds were some White-throated Sparrows the first I have seen this week. The were singing some.

The cave was full of Junco tracks and those of other Sparrows. They had probably come there for sand to aid in digestion. I wonder when they go there. I have never seen any birds in there except the Phoebes which nest there in the summer time.