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into the house with crumbs from the table, but without the 

 complete success in taming we won with a ground hackie the 

 previous year; the frequent visits of two Kedeyes to the dead 

 limbs on our front-yard mazzard, where they would sit quietly 

 like Robins on the very topmost twig, whence the male would 

 sometimes pronounce his preachment over and over, a proceed- 

 ing new in my experience of this Vireo; the young Ruby throat 

 we released from a burdock burr that held him fast, to his great 

 fear and great delight, expressed in happy little squeaks as he 

 hummed away; the presence of Great-crested Flycatchers on 

 the upper waters of Broadhead's Creek later than July 15, after 

 which date in previous years we had never seen them; and the 

 Logcock that in late July and early August made the sunset 

 hour more memorable by his passing. It was on the evening 

 of July 26 that we first saw him. Coming out from supper 

 shortly before seven o'clock we noticed a large bird flying 

 heron-like toward us down the Cresco road. He passed us and 

 made his way onward toward a tall broken-topped gum tree 

 that stood out black against the sunset. He "landed" on its 

 side near the top, woodpecker fashion, and bobbed downtrunk 

 backwards for several yards. It was, for sure, a Pileated 

 Woodpecker, unseen here since our first visit in the September 

 of 1903, for I had seen plainly the white about his throat, so 

 near to us he had passed. The sky was mauve and gold and 

 crimson, and the great bird loomed blacker and bigger than he 

 really was, limned sharply against it. He had not dropped 

 along like the smaller woodpeckers, but had kept on more 

 steadily, very like a heron, with only slight risings and fallings. 

 After a rest on the gum tree of some three minutes he flung 

 himself into the air and dove down into the Buck Hill Gorge, 

 making, I supposed, for the great hemlocks there. After this 

 we watched for him of evenings, and several times caught sight 

 of him on his way northward until August 3d, when we saw 

 him for the last time. Where he had spent the day and why 

 he was crow-like so regular in his sunset flight for this week I 

 could not conjecture. 



More interesting to me than any new birds discovered could 

 have been was my witnessing of how quickly the birds of the 



