seemed, to be of a light creamy color Which appealed, at times 
to have a luminous quality although this was probably an 
illusion. 
Night 
sounds 
Tree Toads 
Whippoorwills 
Occasionally a Bat darted past within a few feet 
or even inches of my head and was almost instantly lost to 
sight in the gloom. Fireflies in small numbers flashed 
their tiny lights along the edges of hazel copses or in and 
out among the foliage of the oaks. The only sounds now were 
those of the Mice among the leaves, the fine shrill 
squeaking of Bats, the feeble chirping of summer crickets 
and now and then the notes of a distant Whippoorwill. Some 
Green Frogs were tunging in Rhodora Pool but the calling 
season of the Tree Toads is over. I have not he ard one for 
a week or more. 
My experience with the Whippoorwills to-night 
taught me some new things about them. As I stood on the 
knoll in the Estabrook Road two came close about me, utteriig 
an emphatic note which, within a distance of 30 or 30 yards, 
sounded like quoip . and further off was distinctly quip . 
This was apparently a call note used by both sexes for the 
birds were almost certainly a pair. They moved their posi¬ 
tions frequently as I could tell by their calls, apparently 
taking short flights from place to place among the sprouts 
but never once showing themselves against the light in the 
western sky. The male sang every few minutes, often very 
near me. As a rule he uttered the quip or quoip from one to 
