The mother, meanwhile, was circling about whining but con¬ 
cealed from our sight among some bushes. 
We then withdrew a few rods and lay down behind a 
knoll from whence we could see the place where the young 
were scattered about. For about ten minutes the old Partridge 
made no sign. Then she walked forth from her cave and, 
standing erect and motionless,began calling quit-quit-quit , 
kr-r-r-r, kree-ar- r-r, kreb-ar- a-a, quit-quit-buit , krne-ar- a-a, 
etc. The quit note$ was somewhat metallic in quality, the 
kree- ar-a-a rather husky and not unlike the ba±k of a Gray 
Squirrel. Seton thought that the bird saw us and was 
cautioning the young to remain quiet. 
Certainly no one of them moved ar peeped until some 
time later when the mother changed her call to the low, 
nasal, Nuthatch-like q ua- q ua- q ua- q ua- qua-qua-qua (repeated 
rapidly and without cessation very many times) which I heard 
a hen Partridge use under similar conditions a year or two 
ago. As on that occasion it was almost immediately answered 
by the feeble peep-peep-peep-peep (invariably doubled now, 
but I think given singly, i.e. peep , peep when the young 
were scattering) of the young, two of which we saw toddling 
towards their mother, picking their way rather slowly through 
the fallen branches and other obstructions that littered the 
ground. We saw only one of them join the old bird but there 
were probably others with her when she started off into the 
bushes. Fearing to lost sight of her, we followed at once 
and at a run, but we learned nothing further for she rose 
and flew to some distance before we got sight of her again. 
