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branches. On July 27 “an effort was made to learn the identity of the 
puzzling song heard in the woods since arrival. The assumption 
that it was wagtail was quite wrong. It came from the treetops, and 
finally the bird was seen in song, even to the beak open in delivery, and 
then it was shot. It proved the same small warbler-like chap resembling 
our Tennessee Warbler, taken July 21. This song is suggestive of several 
others. It suggests the Northern Water-Thrush, the Oven-bird at times, 
and even the California Purple Finch. It might be fairly syllabized as 
“Reecher! Reecher! Reecher! Reecher !” — quite ringing and melodious. 
The Willow Warbler was still in fine song July 31 when field work ended 
there. Strangely enough all specimens taken by Stejneger on Bering and 
Copper islands and Petropavlovsk are also males. 
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Regulus satrapa olivaceus Baird. Western Golden-crowned Kinglei 
These tiny sprites, easier to hear than to see in the big woods, were 
heard at Prince Rupert, B.C., March 5; heard in song at Taku cannery, 
Alaska, March 9; seen the same day at Juneau; and heard lisping again 
for the last time on the 11th at Swanson harbour. 
Planesticus migratorius propinquus (Ridgway). Western Robin 
Singing its cheerful song at Vancouver on the morning of March 1, 
and though not met later doubtless it was much farther up the coast at 
this date, as it had wintered at Comox, Vancouver island. 
Calliope calliope (Pallas). Siberian Ruby-throat. Clark, p. 74. 
Luscinia calliope (Pallas). Hartert, p. 738. 
Melodes calliope (Pallas). Stejneger, p. 309. 
This charming little thrush, with the ruby-jewelled throat and the 
song that is said to be of the angels, was quite common and nesting in the 
woods surrounding Petropavlovsk. It was also found high on the hilltops 
where it could be called out of every alder tangle. Though in pose like 
most thrushes while hopping on the ground, when they perched they 
elevated the tail jauntily and took on a “perky” appearance. They were 
never seen taking elevated perches and were always found in the shrubbery. 
They were the first to answer the decoy call of the bird in distress and 
always followed the receiver for a time to voice mild-mannered protest. 
When alarmed or curious the male often gave a little whistle, a note not 
heard from any American thrush. 
At the time of our arrival, July 15, the song season was evidently over. 
Only once was a song suspected from this bird. On the morning of the 
22nd about 4 miles from town, “a single charming song was heard from the 
wooded hillside — a thrush for a certainty. It had the quality. It was 
inexplicably sweet — as fine as a Hermit Thrush — even finer, sweeter, and 
quite as light and sentimental.” Let us hope the Kamchatkan Nightingale 
was the author. 
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