62 NOTES ON NEW ENGLAND BIRDS 



rest in fair weather by day only in the midst of our 

 broadest meadow or pond. So they go, anxious and 

 earnest to hide their nests under the pole.^ 



[/See also under Loon, p. 4; Great Blue Heron, 

 p. 72.] 



^ [Of course they do not go quite so far north as Thoreau intimates. 

 He was perhaps thinking of the breeding-grounds of the brant.] 



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