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proclivities by firing at every animate object; when his sup- 

 ply of these ran short he would even shoot at the surround- 

 ing trees, just for excitement. I kept close watch to see that 

 he did not notice the camera for he certainly would have 

 tried to hit it, although his enthusiasm far exceeded his 

 skill for he missed everything that he fired at while in my 

 sight. 



The next diversion was occasioned by one of the several 

 cows that were feeding in the swamp. She ambled over 

 to the camera and persisted in eating the leaves off the 

 branches with which I had covered it, and seemed to take it 

 unkindly when I was forced to drive her away to protect 

 the camera. 



Wood Thrush 



This is the largest and handsomest of our true thrushes 

 and, in my estimation, has a much sweeter and more pleas- 

 ing song than any of the others, not excepting the famous 

 Hermit Thrush that I have often heard both in breeding 

 grounds and during migrations. The Wood Thrush song is 

 one impossible of adequate description, — clear and flute- 

 like, the notes coming after regular pauses, usually in 

 groups of threes, the last one of wliich is often held and 

 vibrated. These birds are heard at their best early in the 

 morning and again just as darkness closes in about the 

 woods. 



The Wood Thrush nest reminds one somewhat of that of 

 the Robin. A small percentage of mud also enters into its 

 construction, but not nearly as much as Robins use. The 

 bulk of the nest is composed of grasses, rootlets and a few 

 leaves. It is usually located in underbrush, where it is 

 shaded by taller trees, at heights of from six to ten feet 

 from the ground. The birds are usually very tame while 

 setting, often allowing you to touch them before they will 

 leave the nest. After they have left, however, it is difficult 

 to induce them to return while vou are near. I have not 



