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HOME BUILDING IN THE BOG 
"Where scarce the sunspears, quivering bright, 
May pierce the foliage with their light, 
Ah! there so shadowy sleeps the wood 
Where hermit woodcock seek their food.” 
McLellan. 
ATTRIBUTE to the kindness of a friend my first observa¬ 
tion of the breeding habits of a pair of woodcock. 
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While out for a stroll one early Spring day last year 
he flushed a female woodcock from her nest. Immediately, 
upon his return home he reported his find, knowing that such a 
discovery would be of great interest to me. His description of 
the location of the nest tallies with the place where I had also 
found a Mallard duck’s nest the previous year. I knew this 
ground verv well, as I had spent some of the most delightful 
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days in the open with the birds of this locality. 
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Next morning found me on my way to the nest before the 
break of day. A fine mist was falling, blown by a west wind 
which made walking anything but a pleasure, just one of the 
many inconveniences a bird lover has to contend with while in 
quest of his favorite hobby or study. 
