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I thought that the tree sparrow would he here 
hut they were not. I noticed that the crow 
trills the last part of the caw sometimes like 
caw-w-w • Then I went home* 
“ vJint over in T. Hacketts woods this after¬ 
noon. . At the edge of the woods I saw two white¬ 
breasted nuthatches and a chicadee feeding. One 
of the nuthatches found a flat gruh. ,.ant on 
farther and saw a great horned owl. It flew away 
as I approached and I followed around the woods 
until it disappeared. 
It scared away al1 the birds. 
Went on out to the fence and was sitting 
on it when I heard a loud note like pudl-de r coming 
across Engelman's mature, it was trilled at 
first and sounded like a hell at the last. I 
jumped the fence in an instant and ran down to the 
river frightening up a tree sparrow by the way. It 
was the first of the year and I stopped to give 
a paste at it through the glass and then looked for 
my bird. There he was in the top of a tall tree 
across the river. I found when I got home that he 
was a white-rumped shrike. His breast was white; 
black line through the eye, two white marks on 
the tail, that was all the description that I could 
get as he was facing me. He sat there and hardly 
moved. His bill was elevated a little. Then he. 
flew down close to me on my side of the river. His 
flight was direct and flapping. It was quite 
swift. A s I tried to get a glimpse of him he flew 
across the narrow peninsula that separated the 
river at the bend. Andrew Hngleman was with me. 
We went around by the bridge and when we had 
crossed half the distance we saw him fly into a 
tree and then lost him. His wings showed white 
while he was flying. 
We went on hunting for him and just as we 
were going to leave the woods when I saw a large 
nest in a tree. Y/e went up to it and in a little 
thornapple tree was another• 
