. Bird lore . a solitary outside quill grew at almost right angles toits proper place. This evidently annoyed Tommy, and one day, when in plainsight, he plucked it out, and shortly a symmetrical array of feathers put forthand grew nicely. For what reason I cannot guess,—unless that the drought and a consequentpoor food-supply have kept the birds more in the open, where they are underobservation,—this has been a particularly taifless season. The most conspicu-ous subject has been a Crow, who, in trying to fly against the wind, becameutterly demoralized, and, after affording an interesting study
. Bird lore . a solitary outside quill grew at almost right angles toits proper place. This evidently annoyed Tommy, and one day, when in plainsight, he plucked it out, and shortly a symmetrical array of feathers put forthand grew nicely. For what reason I cannot guess,—unless that the drought and a consequentpoor food-supply have kept the birds more in the open, where they are underobservation,—this has been a particularly taifless season. The most conspicu-ous subject has been a Crow, who, in trying to fly against the wind, becameutterly demoralized, and, after affording an interesting study of wing-steeringfor several minutes, suddenly plumped down into the garden, much to the joyof some Jay cousins. Warblers galore are coming in and through, but, when mingling their fallfeathers with the turning leaves of the last half of the month, they representwhat may be called confusion worse confounded, even to one who has a fairspring acquaintance with them. A few stand-bys we may always recognize—. Birds and Seasons in My Garden 233 the Black and White, the Myrtle Warbler, the Redstart, who if it turnedsky-blue, could not disguise its flickering flight, and the BlackpoU. In the greenest of seasons, the leaves of creeper and swamp maples will beturning when the first of the half-dozen small, but most characteristic, winterbirds arrive. These we greet with a wholly different feeling from that calledforth by the migrants, who, though interesting, are but marks of the passingseason. There is something about the winter birds that makes for a sturdy sortof permanence. They may, to a certain extent, come and go; but, as long as weremember them with food and shelter, they are quite sure to abide. When, in late September, a little feathered something bobs in and out amongthe apple twigs, I know, without looking in detail, that the Golden-crowned
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