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Book Excerpt: ... with jerky flight, and with a jerky note something like Twitterty-twit-twitterty-twit-twitterty-twitterty-twitterty-twit ? They flew like goldfinches, and they sounded like goldfinches, both in the twitterty song of their flight and their Tweeet as they called one another. But they were not goldfinches. Oh, my, no! For they were dressed in gray, with darker gray stripes at their sides; and when they scrambled twittering down low enough to show their heads in the sunlight, they could be seen to be wearing the loveliest of crimson caps, and some of them had rosy breasts.The redpolls had come! And they found on top of the snow a pile of dusty sweepings from the hay-mow, with grass-seeds in it and some cracked corn and crumbs. And there were squash-seeds, and sunflower-seeds, and seedy apple-cores that had been broken up in the grinder used to crunch bones for the chickens; and there were prune-pits that had been cracked with a hammer....

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