[Concord, Massachusetts]
1912.
 May 17 
(No 6)
[May 17, 1912]

Rose breasted Grosbeaks at work on nest
The [male] places the twigs, the [female] gets them for him.

  About six o'clock this morning I found a pair of 
Rose-breasted Grosbeaks beginning their nest in the fork of 
a grey birch on the east side of Ball's Hill. They flitted 
about together making almost incessantly a soft, low, 
exquisitely tender calling to one another. The [female] kept trying 
to break off dead twigs from branches. When after many 
futile attempts she got one she flew with it to the fork. 
The [male] regularly followed her and settling down in the
fork received from her the twig and set it in place 
among the few others (less than half a dozen) which 
had been brought when my observations began. The [female]
invariably gave up the twig when the [male] reached his 
bill towards her for it. I heard the male sing only 
a few times during the entire morning. The low 
soft low call uttered by both sexes might be 
written tu-e