Concord, Mass.
1901.
June 2
(No 3)
  The Golden-winged Warbler was in the brush grown
pasture west of the house on the further side of the brook.
We watched it closely for some time. It was feeding and
singing in the tops of the numerous small elms which
has scattered about on this pasture. At first it was very
restless flying from tree to tree and remaining in one
pine only just long enough to sing three or four times;
but it finally settled itself in an elm when it spent
fifteen or twenty minutes alternately singing and feeding.
Its song was longer than usual consisting of either five
or six notes three zee, de-de-de-deor zee, de-de-de-
de-de. It invariably threw up its head and opened
its mouth wide while uttering these notes. Sometimes it
sang half a dozen times or more in succession without
shifting its position. Once it sang on wing uttering
a shrill, wiry, rapidly annunciated ti-ti-ti-ti-zee, ti ti ti ti-zee.
These notes were given as the bird was pitching down a 
steep incline towards the top of a small elm in which it
alighted. I think he did not move his wings during the
descent. When I first saw him he was nearly over my
head at a height of about 100 feet and just beginning to sing.
I had not seen him before. This flight song of the
Golden-wing is wholly new to me. It is very unlike
the usual song but surely were musical. The singer
is, I think, the only male which is settling on the
farm this season.
  The Great-crested Flycatchers were very noisy this
morning. They gave the single queep, the qui-qui-qui-
qui-qui sometimes preceded and sometimes followed by
one or two queeps and the rolling k-r-r-r-r,
kr-r-r-r, kr-r-r-r.
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