Bird Notes, Part 1, v658
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(211) (or new nest) providing ample leisure time. The singing was done from a dead branch of the old oak over my head, from which she could command a view, not only of the surrounding country for miles, but of everything taking place in the glade below where the young birds for the last day or so have continued to stay without straying. In order to keep them well fed all she has to do is to drop down from the tree and get food either from me or from the disk that is kept there. The young birds, if not already playing around me pecking my ankles and pulling the tongues of my shoes, quickly gather about her and it is merely a matter of reaching into the dish, turn, and push the food down one of the throats, then back to the tree for more music. Simple. If singing palls on her, then she can pry off loose bark from the dead limb and drop it on whatever happens to be beneath at the time. The young usually lie about the ground after a good square meal for a short time sunning and preening, then play with leaves, twigs and other loose objects and chase each other around the glade. They also now pick up the crumbs that are dropped, and one of them this morning went to the food dish and helped himself. I have not seen either of the parents make the slightest attempt to instruct their young in anything whatever. The nearest approach occurs when Brownie reaches over and taps one of them on the back of the head to make him open his mouth when he is not paying attention; but this is not often necessary. I have seen it done perhaps a half of a dozen times and the response has always been prompt. The insides of their mouths are now pink instead of yellow. They are inveterate sun-fitters. 12:20 P.M. One has just taken the first observed drink of water, followed by the first bath noted. They chase flies and moths, but I have not seen them catch any. One picked up and dropped a sow-bug several times; Brownie noticed what was going on, seized it and flicked it away. I have seen her look at them but not touch them, with the exception noted. Both adults and juveniles refuse fruit