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Hemlock Bluffs 4:25 P.M. Feb. 23, 1902 This afternoon Mat Engeln and I were over by the Hemlocks in a White Oak tree. It was warm and sunny. I heard the scream of a Hawk but thought it was a bluejay but soon afterwards saw it fly. [[marginalia]] actions [[/marginalia]] It showed a great deal of white while flying. It was a Redtailed Hawk. [[marginalia]] first migrant [[/marginalia]] The first migrant of the year. When we tried to come closer it flew over behind the Bluffs. It kept screaming all the time.