the Blackburnian Warbler on the llthTj I heard the same or 
another Nuthatch piping regularly at intervals in the tops 
of the tr-e-es 4^hite pines^. At length it came in sight, 
low down and directly overhead. I made it out to be an 
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adult female and of course shot at it at once, but the 
cartridge missed fire and the bird, flying again to one of 
the great feathery domes nearly a hundred feet above the 
ground was lost to me again. Afterwards I heard it at 
intervals for two or three hours, but a stiff and aching 
neck was the only result of my long-continued seouting of 
the tree tops. 
These trees are alive with birds. I have not seen 
nearly as many elsewhere in this region. Singularly I did 
hear 
not/the Parulas (Blue Yellow-backed Warblers ) 
that I left there on the 11th although I spent at least two 
hours near the spot where the male was singing and the female 
building on the 11th. 
The Red-eyed Vireo was the most prominent performer 
(with the possible exception of the Oven Bird) in these woods 
today. Through the hottest hours it was in full song every¬ 
where and I must have heard thirty or forty in this one placet 
As I was eating lunch, sitting with my back against 
the trunk of a giant pine, a low but unusual chirping at¬ 
tracted my attention. This sound steadily became more distinct 
