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Upper Megalloway River, Maine
1898
September 18
(No 2)
combat ensued. There was no preliminary dodging
or fencing but the moment the two birds came together
they clinched and went fluttering down to the ground
where they rolled over and over for two or three minutes.
Once they separated of their own accord but the other
time one of the guides walked to the spot and
kicked at them just missing them. I could not make
out that either bird received any serious injury nor
could I see that they pecked or struck at one another.
It was simply a bull-dog-like grip from beginning 
to end.