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It always lit on the tip of the limbs.  It was not so restless as the Wood Pewees and was silent.  For a large Flycatcher it did not seemed very pugnacious.

Before I got to John Shale's I scared out a large Red tailed Hawk.  It flew off with an angry scream.

At [[?Hengseters]] a great number of Barn Swallows were quartering the fields in all directions.  They swept very close to the stubble as it was a cool cloudy day.

Saw one Chewink on the way over and 4 Prairie horned Larks.

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came up out of a corn field.  They seem to prefer these fields now though the corn is very high.  This is about the only soft ground they can find now as fall plowing has hardly begun yet.

August 14, Thursday.

This morning before breakfast I went down by Carl Lange's.  In Ricks grove the English Sparrows were making a great fuss over a couple of Bluejays.  I whistled [[underline]] pink butter [[/underline]], one of their alarm notes to them and they flew off towards