Concord, Mass.
1902.
Nov. 9
  Cloudy most of the day with chill N. wind.
  The Crows visited the cow pastures again this morning
and remained there fully half an hour, stalking sedately about
over the turf and digging into it with their bills, no doubt 
in search of grubs. As nearly as I could count there
were about eighty of them. They showed no alarm when I
exposed myself on the hillside above & within less than 100 yds.
of them & several flew directly over me low down & without
swerving when they saw me as our locally bred birds always
do. Evidently they were migrants from the far north but
I think the farm flock has been lingering in this
neighborhood for several days, the special attraction, probably,
being Mr. Harris' field of unharvested Indian corn which
they visit regularly every morning soon after sunrise.
  I had an interesting experience this evening with Partridges,
seeing (or rather having) three of them go to roost. I was
standing motionless among some slender, crowded white pines 30
to 35 feet in height when all these birds came flying into them
in quick succession alighting well up in the trees and at least
forty or fifty feet apart. I heard the whirring of their wings at
a considerable distance and each bird as it neared its perch
crashed recklessly and very noisily through the inner
dead branches making, indeed, a sound so very loud that
it would have startled me considerably had it not been
prevented by the unmistakable whir of the birds' wings.
I cannot remember ever before having an experience similar to
this. It happened shortly after sunset. & the birds all came
from the farm direction & alighted within thirty yards of me.
  One of the Bubos began hooting at 4.20 near Pulpit Rock
& shortly afterwards I had a dim view of him as he
started from the top of a dead pine.
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