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he was well under way. Then I must needs take a look but the Owl flew off towards the West lookout. The Crows came flying back through the trees below me and were saluted with two shots from across the river one of which struck near me. Hearing some Bluejays scream in the direction which the Owl had taken I went over there. I looked for it in a large tree but it was in a small one and flying down through the Hemlocks it disappeared.

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March 28, Saturday.
This afternoon I was piling wood. Several Meadowlarks flew over calling [[underline]]whiss[[/underline]]. The males were chasing the females.

A Bronzed Grackle lit in Mrs. Russell's trees and seemed formally to take possession. He flew off and came back several times. This was the first one I had seen here in these trees this year.

March 29, Sunday.
This morning before breakfast I went down in the fields. A Flocks of Quails flew across the river and lit in a