CONCORD 
To Fairhaven Bay. 
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ily 10 
] Immediately after breakfast I walked out along the 
Estabrook Road to beyond Mrs. Burrill's. An Indigo Bird 
singing in bushes along a wall in Mr. Derby* s field and 
Notes of the 
Meadow Ls^rk 
Brood of 
Rose-breasted 
Grosbeaks 
Calls of 
young and 
parent 
a Yellow-winged Sparrow in a field toward Merriam*s corner. 
The Meadow Larks were still in the field just beyond the 
Burrills*, flying nervously about, alighting on the tops of 
the bushes by the roadside. I noted the cries of the female 
thus: Yeep or Yaap : yeep-ip and peer , er-pi- peer , the last 
having a fine martial ring like a bugle call. There is a 
marked resemblance in the quality of voice to that of the 
European Starling. The song I rendered thus: Trien-tree ; 
tr ien-tring ; or trien-tring-tree . 
A brood of Grosbeaks haunt our cherry-tree now 
and are feeding on the fruit. Both parents are with them. 
The old male occasionally gives a snatch or two of his sprirg 
song, especially in the early morning. The call of the 
young is hen . One of the party — the old female, as I 
believe, although I did not determine this definitely -- got 
into some trouble with a Robin this morning and made a great 
outcry, beginning with a Robin-like pip , piff , pip and running 
this into a loud and rather shrill scream 2r2r2rE“lr2r2.» 
This is the call which the mother bird at Ba.ll*s Hill gave 
when she found me at her nest when the young were about to 
leave it. It is evidently given only under great excitement. 
