Love notes 
Soon after the Wild Geese had disappeared, we heard 
of the 
wj^Lcock 
the Woodcock. He began peeping at rather long and 
irregular intervals among the alders and then flew to his 
regular station in the little opening where I saw him last 
evening. His first song flight was normal and we watched 
him through the vsihole of it without difficulty. The second 
time he rose, he flew about 50 yards and dropped into an 
opening beyond a stone wall where another bird, probably 
his mate, had been peeping intermittently. A few seconds 
later he rose again and performed his usual song flight. 
This waa repeated three of four times in succession, i.e. 
for three or four successive times he flew from the peeping 
statiou and alighted for an instant beyond the wall before 
making his usual ascent and singing. 
Each of the preliminary flights was low and direct 
(just high enough to clear the tops of the bushes) and during 
each the bird uttered a low but distinct and incisive grating 
sound almost exactly like that made by a Red Squirrel while 
engaged in biting through the shell of a hickory nut. Both 
of my companions thought this the best comparison that could 
be suggested. There can be no question that this sound was 
Jthe] 
produced by/flying bird which, as I could see distinctly, by 
his small size, was a male. Our impression was that it was 
