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Cting stone under the eaves of the house, and all appeared to

go well till the young were nearly fledged, when the nest suddenly became a bit of
purgatory.
The birds kept their places in their burning bed till they could hold no
longer, when they leaped forth and fell
dead upon the ground. After a delay of a week or more,
during which I imagine the parent birds purified themselves by every means known to them, the couple built another nest a few yards from the first, and proceeded to rear a second
brood; but the new nest developed into the same bed of torment that the first did, and the three young
birds, nearly ready to fly, perished as they sat within it. The parent birds then

left the place as if it had been accursed. I imagine the smaller birds have an enemy in our native white-footed mouse, though I have not proof en