106 AT THE NORTH OF BE ARC AMF WATER . 
discover a pursuer, but could discern none. In 
tbe high woods, over which it flew, the crows 
were chortling. Northward the peak was clear, 
although below it a long scarf of mist trailed 
over the forest, moving westward. In the tree- 
top the flicker “flickered,” and then drummed; 
called again, and drummed more emphatically. 
Soon a second woodpecker appeared, but flew 
by into the woods. The first one watched him, 
and then drummed again, whereupon the new¬ 
comer flew to him, and an animated dialogue 
took place, the second bird apparently having 
much to say in an excited manner. After they 
had finished their conference, the second bird 
flew away, and the first relapsed into a reverie. 
It lasted only a few moments, for shortly before 
seven o’clock two crows flew into the two dead 
trees, and the woodpecker hurried away. Each 
crow took the topmost perch on his tree, and 
began his toilet. Just then a frog jumped with 
a splash into the pool in front of me, and the 
crows, hearing the noise, looked searchingly 
down, saw me, and flew off without a caw. 
For several years the morning of the 21st of 
August has been my time for first seeing Wil¬ 
son’s blackcap warblers on their autumn jour¬ 
ney southward. Having been in the swamp 
three hours without seeing one, I began to 
think that, 1892 being leap year, the pretty 
