Song and 
■^^avlor of 
Lincoln 1 s 
Finch 
One of the Lincoln’s Finches spent the entire day 
near the cabin. At about 8 A. M. it sang six or eight times 
in a dense thicket, I recognized the song at once, al¬ 
though I had not then seen the bird. It began with five 
or six disconnected, stuttering notes and ended in a low, 
rich, rippling trill almost exactly like a House Wren’s. 
Although not loud, the song at once attracted my attention 
amid the general din of bird voices that came from every 
side. Gilbert went into the thicket and tried to drive the 
bird out but I got only a glimpse at it. Later, when 
I returned from my walk, I found it directly in front of 
the cabin. It acted very like a Wren, dodging in behind 
the stem of a birch when I moved and coming out or peeping 
around the trunk at me when I stood still. I watched it 
for ten minutes or more at a distance of only about 12 
feet, 'When I squeaked, it became excited and raised its 
crest and flirted its tail. We saw it several times after¬ 
wards in the same place. 
I found the second bird by the roadside in the 
hollow just above Bensen’s. It was exceedingly shy, flying 
on ahead of me, crossing the road twice, once alighting on 
a stone wall where I got a good view of it, finally dis¬ 
appearing in a thicket. 
The third bird was feeding with or very near a 
White-throated Sparrow on the ground among some bushes on 
the bank above the swamp near the wood-shed (Blakeman woods). 
