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Cambridge, Mass.
1900
Jan. 28
(No. 3)

plainly. Once I heard the sweet note of one
of them as it flew from a bush and
joined the flock. They too were busily pick-
ing in the driveway. The ground was frozen
hard. The birds were all still there
when we returned from the point of the
grove where we looked over the frozen
pond and listened to the deep rumbling
sounds that run here and there across
the ice.

We then walked out to Brattle St. and
George & I continued our trip to Charles River
behind the hospital. We went out over the
flats, frozen solid and carpeted with the
soft, dead blades Spartina juncea
and reached the edge of the water,
frozen mostly, but with open patches here
and there. From there we walked home.
I saw during our stroll three flocks of
Crows, consisting of four, six, & eight birds
respectively while by the river there on
four individuals were flying about and
alighting near the water's edge, on the
eternal outlook for food. It is a
mystery to me how the hundreds of
Crows about us manage to get enough
food daily through the winter to satisfy
their voracious appetites.

I forgot to mention a regular engagement on
every third Thursday of the month from Nov. to May, our
very social dining club of ten members.