Cambridge, Mass.
1906
Dec 4
  The Woodcock is still alive and hearty. I
exhibited him at a meeting of the Nuttall Club
last night where his box was placed on the
table in the middle of the room under a
cluster of electric lights. Here with a dozen or
more men sitting close about him, some of them
within two or three feet, he seemed quite undisturbed
and finally, towards the close of the meeting,
while one of the members was reading some
notes about, he began boring and presently
extracted and swallowed a large worm.
I doubt if any society of ornithologists has
ever before been entertained in a similar manner.
So great was the interest that when the bird
captured the worm everyone crowded around the
cage and the proceedings of the meeting were
wholly interrupted for a time.
  Late this afternoon the Woodcock was very
restless for a time running about his prison &
thrusting his bill through the bars. When Walter Deane
appraised him closely he began a low grating
whine not unlike that given by a mother
Woodcock when anxious about her young. It is the only sound
we have heard from him thus far.