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, i8q8. 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, IQ02. 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 



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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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