1894
June 22
(no.3)
Breezy Point, Warren, N. H.– Third Trip up Mt. Moosilauke
  she finally left the nest. She flew first to a dead tree
some ten yards off, gave her plumage a shake and then
disappeared among the dark evergreens. For several minutes
we did not see her again but at length she appeared above
and behind us taking short flights from branch to branch,
approaching us closely when we remained perfectly motionless, retreating
when we stirred. During most of this time she kept perfectly
silent but twice or thrice she uttered a sucesssion of low, anxious
calls. One of them was the characteristic squawk, another a
soft pip or peenk so very like that of T. swainsonii that
we could not detect much difference. Neither  Faxon nor I
have ever heard this note before to-day but Faxon heard it
just before we left the road and told me that he feared
there was an Olive-back in the thicket. Our bird was
making it when I finally shot her but she proved to be
a Bicknell's Thrush nevertheless. On dissecting her afterwards I
found that she had laid all her eggs, although the nest
comprised but three. One was perfectly fresh, another had
the yolk slightly streaked with blood, in the third an embryo
had already begun to form. This would indicate that the
bird began sitting as soon as the first eggs was laid – a
necessary precaution, doubtless, on this cold exposed
mountain summit.
  The nest was built in a balsam about four feet from the top
and nine feet above the ground on a short horizontal branch
four inches out from the main stem. It was in no way
concealed and could be seen from a distance of several
rods on every side. We neither saw or heard anything of
the male bird during this second visit. On the 16th he was
singing about 20 yards from the nest. The woods were
composed wholly of balsams with a mixture of yellow birches.