nerves in diaries leading down into the darkness. On scratching the stub, a peculiar bird came forth denoting young. We tore open one side and saw a nest full of birds ready to fly. Three scrambled up the rough wall and flew out and were not found in the brush but the other six we managed to journal and they sat for their pictures as nicely as could be asked. In color they were just like the adults. She was calling near by so we patched up the hole and