1892
July 14
(No 7)
Concord, Massachusetts. 
Mass. 
Concord -- The chief object of my visit to Ball's Hill today 
was to see how the Carshina Dove's nest was progressing. 
When I reached it at about 4 P.M., the female was sitting, 
her head turned in a direction just opposite to that on my 
last visit and lowered so that the throat rested on the 
rim of the nest, the [?] being about [?] with the back. 
This made her very much less conspicuous than on the 
former occasion. The change of attitudes was [?] due 
to the presence of some Jays which were uttering various 
low choking and gasping sounds in the thus [?] and 
[?] from eyes the Dove may well have wished to elude. 
I stopped directly under the nest, my head not under 
their [?] but below it. In a moment the Dove did 
not do much as wink; then she suddenly stashed and 
fluttering noisily and clumsily through some down foliage, 
hitting against [?] twigs and [?] through bunches 
of leaves, descended in a half inch to the ground 
when, in the middle of a [?] [?] within 15 yrds 
of where I was standing, she rolled over and over and 
span around and around beating her wings like
a Parti[?] in its death flurry and making a 
precisely similar sound. A [?], attracted by the 
commotion, darted through the undergrowth and slightly
within six inches of the Dove regarded her with evident 
wonder and [?] and a flicker [?] with a tree 
overhead and [?] curiously down through the leaves 
uttering a low worr-r-r-wo of enquiry or sympathy. 
After gr[?]ing this for a minute or more the Dove stashed 
off along the ground alternately fluttering and walking. 
I did not follow her and she did not return which 
I was [?] the nest. As a imitation of the behaviour
[margin] Dove's Nest [/margin] 