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catbird moved but I did not see it.
On entering the woods I saw two Warbling Vireos. They were hunting in an elm. Thier note was a faint [[underlined]] tseek [[/underlined]].
Further on a Red-eyed Vireo was singing to himself
[[underline]] Here's a bug! Here's a worm! See him! [[/underline]]
Across the river I could hear the nasal [[underlined]] yankyank [[/underlined]] of a white breasted nuthatch. It was now in the plum orchard about 1/3 mile from home having gone about a mile. but in a round about way. Here I observed a flock of 6 or 8 chicadees.

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The gentle, trustful, little birds gave a note like tseep-e seek-e, something like the whistle of a [[goldfinch?]]. One lit on a limb a few feet away and gave a loud [[underlined]] dee-dee-dee-dee. [[/underlined]]
I then returned to the fields and as I was sitting under a tree a hummingbird flew close over my head. Then I went home. On my way I lost my notebook. (It was this one) but it was found by Mrs. Fisk. After I had hunted all over for it.