Bethel, Maine
1903
June 4
  Cloudless but densely smoky from forest fires. Light N.W.
wind.
  I came to Bethel on the 2nd to spend about a
week at Dr. Gehring's. Took a long walk this morning
along the Grove Hill road. Heard a few Orioles, a
Warbling Vireo, numerous Least Flycatchers, Chippies &
Robins in the village. At the foot of Grover Hill
just beyond the mill a Great-crested Flycatcher was
calling in a bushy pasture. Further on Chestnut-sided 
Warblers, Nashville Warblers & Maryland Yellow-throats were
singing in the thickets along the roadside. On the steep
western slope of the hill, also by the roadside, I heard
two Juncos & a Peabody bird.
Crested Flycatcher
  On reaching the interval beyond I found Alder Flycatchers
in great numbers in the thickets bordering the sluggish meadow
brook. I could hear them far & near in every distance.
I noted the following calls: - Quee-quee or quee-queer both
syllables strongly & about equally accented; queea, an abbreviation,
apparently, of the call just noted; quer or crer, low, querulous,
very like call of young bird;  pip or quip, the commonest
call note & common to both sexes; p'see or p'seer, closely
resembling cry of young Kingbird. Nearly all these calls were
varied from time to time & several ran into one another
through intermediate gradations.
Alder Flycatcher
  There was a Wilson's Black-cap singing freely &
steadily among the alders of the brook. Its song was we-we-
we-we-we-we all the notes on one key & without special
emphasis on any of them. I suppose the bird was a migrant.
Wilson's Black-cap
  A male Marsh Hawk pursued by two Crows passed
me as stood on the bridge.