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and leaves for food and even descends to the ground to vary its 

 diet. 



Though I have seen the Black and White Warbler in the apple 

 tree on the lawn, it is more at home in a remote woodland, a second 

 growth of either mixed or deciduous trees. It is common during 

 the spring and fall migrations and while feeding the young. At 

 other times, I seldom see it. 



It has two song periods. In the early spring I have learned to 

 look for the sis-7vee, sis-wee^ sis-zvee, sis-zvee song. June 9, 1908, I 

 heard the bird's full repertoire for the first and only time. The bird 

 sang, apparently from pure enjoyment, perched on a dead branch of 

 a yellow birch, in a lone bit of young, mixed growth on a hillside 

 above a swamp. In order to see the bird, I had to make my way 

 across a dry brush heap and over a mass of dead bracken and leaves. 

 With my attention divided between my efforts to move quietly and 

 my attempts to record the bird's song, I succeeded in taking down 

 but two, but it sang a number of others. Having heard but the 

 sis-icee song, I was surprised to find the modest black and white 

 bird such an accomplished musician. The following are the two 

 songs I succeeded in jotting down in my note-book. See-zee, see- 

 zee, see-zee, see-zee, y, see-zee, see-zee, see-zee, see-zee. The latter part 

 of this song was accelerated sometimes, so as to produce almost a 

 single sound. It was much more musical than the first part. The 

 effect of the whole was wild and charming. The other song, see-zee, 

 see-zee, see-zee, see-zee, was but the first part of the long song, and 

 probably but another rendering of the arrival song. After this I 

 heard the long song many times in the same locality. About June 

 29th, for a few da5^s, a bird in the vicinity of the house, in full voice, 

 repeated the song many times. 



In 1909, the second period of song occurred later. July 2nd, 

 as I walked through this same growth, many Black and White 

 Warblers that were carrying food to young lately out of the nest, 

 scolded me. The same day, a bird on the wing sang the long song. 

 On the loth and 19th of the month, the bird was still in full song. 



