Bird Observations 



wren, caws like a crow, and makes queer 

 guttural sounds that are unlike anything I 

 ever heard. It is all so loud and each note 

 so distinctive and different that the varia- 

 tions of a catbird or brown thrasher sink 

 into sparrow twitterings beside it. 



July 2-5, 1898. Heard him again, on 

 second date heard two birds. (Was one 

 the female?) One sang a much louder 

 and more varied "song" than the other. It 

 was in the Ft. Sheridan woods. He must 

 have nested here. 



May 12, igo2. Mrs. Moss and I heard 

 one just west of the Chat woods, and after 

 stalking him for a short time saw him on a 

 bare tree where he sat and jerked out his 

 ejaculations for a long time. He after- 

 wards changed to two other trees, in both 

 of which we had simply perfect views of 

 him. He pumps himself into this position 



when "singing," with his throat and rump 

 protruding most grotesquely. I never had 

 a better study of any bird. The mate an- 

 swered him, so I hope they will nest here 

 again. The unmistakable and constantly 



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