Lake Umbagog.
1896.
September 8
  Cloudless, calm and very warm with the air almost wholly
free from haze.
  There was  a heavy flight of Warblers last night. I heard
them chirping almost incessantly from soon after dark to
the time I went to sleep - about 11 P.M. The wave must
have started to the northward of Umbagog & passed beyond
it before morning for there were only a very few birds in
the woods either yesterday or to-day.
[margin]Heavy flight
of Warblers[/margin]
  Sometime during the night (last night) those of our party
who were sleeping in tents were suddenly and very effectively
awakened by an outrageous squalling & snarling exactly like
that of two cats fighting but at its termination the outcry
ran, without the slightest separating pause, into the ordinary
hoot of a Barred Owl. It was wholly unlike the laughing,
conversational performance of this species in the mating season
but, minus the terminal hooting, was identical with the
caterwauling which Mr. Skillings & I heard at Moll's Rock
a number of years ago & which I now believe to have been made,
as S[?] Sargent asserted at the time, by one of these Owls.
[margin]Syrnium
nebulosum
squalling
like a
tom-cat[/margin]
  At 8.30 A.M. I sailed across the Lake & visited the
flats at the Outlet & near Leonard's Pond. Two Ring necks,
a Least Sandpiper and five Ereunetes were all the waders
that I could find. I shot an Ereunetes which has a bill
almost long enough for E. occidentalis & missed another
with a still longer bill which I am confident belonged
to that species. A Pigeon Hawk passed me within 4 yds.
& the little flock of waders within 20 yds. skimming low &
swiftly over the marsh. The waders were standing motionless
at this time & their particular coloring probably served them well.
[margin]Waders[/margin]
[margin]Ereunetes[/margin]
[margin]Pigeon Hawk
passes flock
of waders
without seeing
them.[/margin]