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Corner of Ash & 7th st. In Baraboo 12:50 M. Feb. 17, 1902 This noon I head a Pine Grosbeak call in the next block. I got my opera glass and went up there. [[marginalia]] weather [[/marginalia]] It was warm and sunny. [[marginalia]] note [[/marginalia]] The bird flew towards me giving the [[underlined]] er tur kee [[/underlined]] almost like the [[underlined]] per-chic-o-ree [[/underlined]] of a Goldfinch. [[marginalia]] flight [[/marginalia]] It lit in a tree but before I could get a good look at it, it flew wildly and erratically, swift as an arrow towards the south west. [[marginalia]] companions [[/marginalia]] It had been feeding with a flock of Evening Grosbeaks but did not seem at home with them. It kept up its wild call all the time.