1905.
May 22
(No 4)
  Of the Hylocichlae the Gray-cheeked Thrush is
the most dignified and the Hermit the least
so. The latter bird has two habits which impress me 
as somewhat vulgar viz. that of clucking and that of 
throwing up his tail. The Gray-cheek is the real aristocrat
of an aristocratic family. His silent reserve goes well with
his unconscious grace of movement and fine, proud bearing.
Some of his poses, especially when he is on the ground,
are strikingly picturesque. He is never awkward and no shyer
than befits a bird who evidently prefers not to
be rudely stared at by men carrying opera glasses.
I have been seeing much of him here of late especially
in the woods below the house. Last evening I watched 
a bird feeding in the path. He moved very swiftly
along the smooth ground by a succession of long
springy bounds very easy & graceful. As twilight was
falling he called twice.
  The Black-throated Blue Warblers at Ball's
Hill to-day were in oak scrub. They kept very near
the ground flitting and hopping among the stems of
the small trees. Their movements were slower & less
animated than those of most of the other
Warblers, yet not sluggish & heavy as are those 
of the Black-poll & Bay breast. They rubbed their 
heads like Vireos. The male carried his tail high
& the tips of the wings lowered. He sang freely
e, e e-ere.