Prothonotary 
“krbler 
less run together. At length I arose, dressed hurriedly, 
and then looked out towards the river through the partly 
opened door of the cabin. Almost at once a flash of bright 
yellow caught my eye. The next instant a male Prothonotary 
Warbler hopped out on a leafless branch over the path 
directly in front of the cabin and sang and sang in full 
voice within ten yards of me. Shortly after this, he flew 
stump 
to a birch and closely inspected several crevices and 
two discolored dark spots that looked like holes, as if 
he were in search of a. nesting-placed Gilbert came out and 
disturbed him a little later when he flew up the hillside 
and flitted about in the top;s of some oaks, singing a few 
times. We followed, but lost him on the crest of the hill. 
Fifteen minutes after this I heard his loud song coming 
from the flooded thicket of maples, willows and button 
oushes across the river opposite Birch Gate. I went there 
in a canoe after breakfast (about 7.30) and found him still 
in full song and flitting about among the bushes. Presently 
a Wilson's Black-cap attacked and chased him about when 
he fled to the line of large maples a little further up 
the river. Then I saw him creeping about and clinging to 
their trunks just above the water. Dexter and I looked for 
him there and elsewhere along the river but in vain,from 
1 to 2 P. M, I tried again just before sunset, but without 
avail. 
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