removed from the nest and I could not find them under it. 
Evening; in Dutton* s Swamp . 
fl returned to the Buttricks’ in time for tea 
and as soon as it was disposed of started out again for a 
walk up the Estab>rook road. The evening was delightful, 
the air brilliantly clear and so cool that a heavy coat was 
not uncomfortable. Robins were singing more freely and 
vigorously than at any time within the past week but I 
heard fewer small birds than usual. The Grass Finches and 
Song Sparrows were among the number which seem to have been 
partially silenced by the change of weather. 
Turning into Dutton’s lane, I followed it to the 
alder swamp by the brook and then, diverging to the right, 
entered a long narrow mea.dow surrounded on every side by 
woods which presented a gracefully curved outline of solid 
foliage. The meadow had near its center a thicket of bushes 
and young maples, but over most of its extent there was only 
the tall, wiry grass with here and there a stalk of rue 
rearing its creamy white head high above the rest. A more 
retired or beautiful spot than this it would be difficult 
to find in all Concord. 
Twilight was falling when I entered it, but many 
birds were still singing; three Wood Thrushes, a Maryland 
Yellow-throat, a Tanager, a Towhee, a Cat-bird and,at 
intervals,a Black-billed Cuckoo, I heard Wilson’s Thrushes 
