Bethel, Maine
1903
June 4
(No 2)
  The Maryland Yellow-throat appears to be exceedingly
numerous here. All the males sing nearly alike. I noted
the song of one of them to-day as wip-pe-we, wip-pe-pe,
wip-pe-we,we.
Maryland Yellow-throated
   In the afternoon Dr. Gehring & I walked out along
the road to Langs Pond. In the woods behind the cemetery
(which was as far as we went) I heard a Black-throated
Blue Warbler and an Olive-sided Flycatcher.
Olive-sided Flycatcher
  In the woods below the doctor's house we came
upon a female Partridge with young about as big as newly
hatched chickens, seeing her in nearly the same place both
yesterday & this afternoon. On the first occasion the
chicks ran a few paces & then separated & squatted as
usual, but contrary to their usual custom they kept up
an incessant peeping after they had concealed themselves.
The mother crawled close about us whining like a puppy, as
long as we stood close to her young but when we walked
on a few paces (not even ten yards) she ran at once to
the spot where the chicks were hidden & began calling
them with the peculiar harsh crut, crut, crar-r-r-r cry.
We thought they joined her but the ferns were so thick
that we could see only the old bird. We did not
see the chicks at all this afternoon nor did they peep.
The hen bird started out from a thicket on one side
of the path & circled around us whining. She was a
gray bird & looked like a typical Togata.
Hen Partridge with young