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CONCORD. 
1906 
October 14 
Early yesterday morning as I was looking off over 
the frost-covered meadows and admiring their silvery sheen, 
the thought occurred to me that it was just the right 
time and place to hear the first Snow Bunting. A moment 
later the clear whistled call of one of these birds came 
to my ear from the blue dome above. I heard the sound 
several times, growing fainter in the distance towards 
the south-west, 
heard Red Crossbills yesterday morning in two 
places and this morning the calls of what must have been 
a large flock were heard by Forbush and me at Ball’s Hill, 
As I was paddling across the river early this 
forenoon, a Sharp-shinned Hawk appeared over Ball’s Hill, 
soaring in narrow circles high in air. As I watched it, 
five Titlarks made what seemed to be a timid, half-heatted 
attempt to mob it. They darted above and around it in 
erratic courses, at times passing apparently within a 
yard of so of it. The little Hawk paid not the slightest 
attention to them, but continued to swing around and 
around in the blue sky on set wings. 
