Notes on the Nesting of the Nashville Warbler 



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about a sapling in order to stay on the hillside and endure in silence the friendly 

 ants which crawled down the back of my neck, not to speak of mosquitos 

 whose number was legion. The nest was in deep shadow during the greater 

 part of the day, and, in consequence, I attempted slow exposures when the 

 bird brooded and, of necessity, faster shots when she stood on the edge of the 



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nest or fed the young. Once the sun struck so^full on the small l)irds thai I 

 had to erect a little sunshade of dry leaves to shield them from the heat. 



The Warblers (for though I could not identify him positively, I am sure 

 the male must have shared in providing the larder) delivered food on an 

 average of every three and a f|uarter minutes, with an occasional interval of 

 five minutes or longer. The nest was cleaned e\ery third or fourth trip. I 

 find only one unusual habit scribbled into my lield notebook. "Sometimes the 



