Breezy Point, Warren, N.H.
1894
June 27
(No 2)
  We were somewhat surprised to find a Mourning Warbler
singing in an opening by the roadside where we have passed
a number of times during our stay and within thirty
yards of where I spent the entire forenoon of the 25th.
It is probable that he is a roving bird which had
come to the place since our last visit.
  In the evening we walked down the road towards Warren
for a mile or more. The heavy shower had soaked
the ferns and thickets and turned the ordinarily dry
guttar into a musical little brook. The mountains
were cloud-capped and white mist was rising from all
the water courses of the valley and drifting off in wreaths
and long streams. Robins, Oven-birds and Hermit Thrushes
were singing in the woods. Grass Finches and White-throats
in the fields, Wilson's Thrushes and Olive-backed Thrushes
in the thickets along the banks of Baller's River. Every
now and then the song of a Savanna Sparrow came
faintly to our ears.
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  On the edge of the sugar maple grove we started two
Woodcock from the side of the road where the mud
was covered with their "borings". When we returned a
little later we heard something making a prolonged wheezy
sound very like that of young Partridges. Faxon went in
among the ferns and flushed a Woodcock, apparently an
old bird. A few minutes afterward two Woodcocks shot
overhead and out into a great, open meadow where
they circled at a height of 30 or 40 ft, appearing &
disappearing in the mist, one following the other closely.
I have never seen Woodcock fly in this way before.
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