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184 Heard two Mourning Doves cooing. On coming out at the other side of the swamp I heard a meadowlark across the river. It surprised me at first. Then I went home. [[line break]] April 8, Monday. This morning I went down in the fields before breakfast. In one of Fiske's trees that White-rumped Shrike was singing. It seems to have two notes; one like the mew of a Catbird and the other like the squeaking of a pump handle intermixed with loud [[underlined]] Kras [[/underlined]] On the river there were [[end page]] [[start page]] 185 a pair of Wood Ducks. They flew up with a whistled note before I saw them. I followed the river to below where H. Hackett used to live but did not see them again. [[line break]] This evening after supper a Kingfisher flew over silently. They are not noisy yet. While going up town a flock of 7 Sandhill Cranes flew north over the town. There were 5 in one bunch and 2 more a little to one side. Their flight was slow and flapping. They were a