124 PEWEE FLYCATCHER. 



were quite on terms of intimacy. It was now the 10th of April ; the 

 spring was forward that season, no more snow was to be seen, Redwings 

 and Grakles Avere to be found here and there. The Pewees, I observed, 

 began working at their old nest. Desirous of judging for myself, and 

 anxious to enjoy the company of this friendly pair, I determined to spend 

 the greater part of each day in the cave. My presence no longer alarmed 

 either of them. They brought a few fresh materials, lined the nest anew, 

 and rendered it wariB by adding a few large soft feathers of the common 

 goose, which they found strewn along the edge of the water in the creek. 

 There was a remarkable and curious twittering in their note while both 

 sat on the edge of the nest at those meetings, and which is never heard 

 on any other occasion. It was the soft, tender expression, I thought, of 

 the pleasure they both appeared to anticipate of the future. Their mu- 

 tual caresses, simple as they might have seemed to another, and the deli- 

 cate manner used by the male to please liis mate, ri\-etted my eyes on these 

 birds, and excited sensatioiis which I can never forget. 



The female one day spent the greater part of the time in her nest ; 

 she frequently changed her position ; her mate exhibited much uneasiness, 

 he would alight by her sometimes, sit by her side for a moment, and 

 suddenly flying out, would return with an insect, which she took from 

 his bill with apparent gratification. About three o'clock in the afternoon, 

 I saw the uneasiness of the female increase ; the male showed an unusual 

 appearance of despondence, when, of a sudden, the female rose on her 

 feet, looked sidewise under her, and flying out, followed by her attentive 

 consort, left the cave, rose high in the air, performing evolutions more 

 curious to me than any I had seen before. They flew about over the 

 water, the female leading her mate, as it were, through her own mean- 

 derings. Leaving the Pewees to their avocations, I peeped into their 

 nest, and saw there their first egg, so white and so transparent — for I be- 

 lieve, reader, that eggs soon loose this peculiar transparency after being 

 laid — that to me the sight was more pleasant than if I had met with a 

 diamond of the same size. The knowledge that in an enclosure so frail, 

 life already existed, and that ere many weeks would elapse, a weak, deli- 

 cate, and helpless creature, but perfect in all its parts, would burst the 

 shell, and immediately call for the most tender care and attention of its 

 anxious parents, filled my mind with as much wonder as when, looking 

 towards the heavens, I searched, alas ! in vain, for the true import of all 

 that I saw. 



