the second part beginning where the first began and rapidly swelHng through 

 nearly or quite an octave, then gradually falling again and decreasing in volume 

 to the close, several tones above the beginning. The first part of the whistle 

 is usually rattling or trilled, and sometimes the trill is carried to the end, but 

 oftener it becomes a clear whistle before the culmination, and continues clear 

 to the end. Tre-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, tre-c-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-p ; or tr-r-r-r-e-e-e-e- 

 e-e-e-e-p. Often the whistled part is never reached, but the call stops as if 

 interrupted by some threatened danger. 



In northern Ohio the birds make their nests in the midst of a pasture or 

 meadow, often without more than a few stray grass blades lining the slight 

 depression in the ground. In more rolling regions the nest seems to be placed 

 preferably on a hilltop, or on a side-hill; but in any region an open field is 

 essential to the welfare of the eggs and young. 



In the autumn the birds select some side-hill, apparently no better than any 

 of a dozen or more in the region, where they pass the night, or gather to visit 

 during the day. They seem to be very much attached to that especial side-hill, 

 and will have no other, even at the risk of life. 



Probably the bird is better known throughout the state as the Upland Plover, 

 or Meadow Plover or Sandpiper, or the Whistling Plover. While it is a true 

 sandpiper in structure, its habits resemble the plover group. It gleans rather than 

 probes the mud for food, eating grass seeds and weed vegetation. It is not 

 wary, generally, but is too confiding. One may approach within a dozen yards 

 of the birds, and even when they finally take wing they are more than likdy to 

 fly directly over you. 



Birds in Southern Hoosier Hills 



By Edward B. Clark 



The Lost River of Indiana is well named. It flows along its noisy course 

 for many miles, and then suddenly disappears into the bowels of the earth. At 

 a point more than a mile from where the stream gets lost it reappears, and 

 thence to its mouth its way is ''clear and above ground." The river flows for 

 some distance through a natural bowl. A rain of a few hours' duration causes 

 an overflow of its banks, and the bowl becomes a lake. A heavy thunder- 

 storm occurred during the night following my first day's trip afield in the Lost 

 River country. The morning showed the haunts of the redbirds and juncoes 

 well under water. There was not a cloud in the sky, but the little valley through 

 which we had tramped the day before was flooded from hill to hill. The high- 

 lands offered the only conditions that seemed likely to prove satisfactory to 

 birds and bird lovers. 



I found a companion for the second day's outing in a young Indianapolis 

 physician who had sought southern Indiana "for the healing of the waters." 



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