Blue Jays 
Sharp- 
shinned 
Hawk 
The Rhodora about Rhodora pool was in full bloom 
and very beautiful in the soft gray light. Lady’s slippers 
are budded, a few blossoms open. In the swamps the high 
blueberry is crowded with blossoms. In some oak woods I met 
a party of four Blue Jays rollicking together, screaming, 
chuckling and whining just as they do in autumn, It is 
evidently hard for them to keep silence even at this season 
of serious responsibilities. The merry, mischievous Jay 
nature will break forth. 
Dug, or rather pulled , a dozen or more young hem¬ 
locks in the "Common lot" and then crossed the head of the 
swamp near the barked paper birch, pausing to look at the 
yellow birches and brown ashes which grow here numerously. 
Thence across to Hutchins’ beautiful pine woods. I had 
scarcely entered them when I heard the scream of a Sharp-shinned 
Hawk and presently the male of the pair which are nesting 
there came gliding about me, alighting and flying again 
on the spot 
every few seconds. I noted its cry/as Kee-kea-kee-kea-kee-kea 
given very rapidly in shrill, penetrating tones. It is not 
unlike the cry of the Sparrow-hawk { Falco sparverlus ) 
but shriller. The bird alighted once nearly over me. Its 
attitudes were very like those of a Robin and it moved its 
head up and down and sideways in a bright, animated way very 
unlike that of most Falcons and resembling rather that of 
some Passerian bird. I saw a great number of feathers of 
