The Golden-winged Warbler was in the brush-grown 
pasture west of the house on the further side of the brook. 
We watched it closely for some time. It was feeding and 
singing in the tops of the numerous small elms which are 
scattered about over this pasture. At first it was very 
restless, flying from tree to tree and remaining in one 
place only just long enough to sing three or four times; 
but it finally settled itself in an elm where it spent fif¬ 
teen or twenty minutes, alternately singing and feeding. 
Its song was longer than usual, consisting of either 
five or six notes, thus; zee . de-de-de-de or zee,, de-de-de- 
de-de. It invariably threw up its head and opened its 
mouth wide while uttering these notes. Sometimes it sang 
half a dozen times or more in succession without shifting 
its position. Once it sang on wing , uttering a shrill, wiry, 
rapidly enunciated ti-ti-ti-ti- zee , ti-ti-ti-ti- zee . These 
notes were given as the bird was pitching down a steep 
incline toward the top of a small elm in which he alighted. 
I think he did not move his wings duing the descent. When 
I first saw him, he was nearly over my head at a height 
of about 100 feet and just beginning to sing, I did not 
see him before. This flight song of the Golden-wing is 
wholly new to me. It is very unlike the usual song but 
scarcely more musical. The singer is, I think, the only 
male which is settled on the Farm this season. 
