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April 30, Thursday.

This afternoon about four oclock Art Rudy and I went up in the River Woods.  It had been cold all day with snow but was quite warm then. 

Myrtle Warbler flew along through the bushes ahead and I saw two handsome Nashville Warblers hopping around on the ground. The way in which they clung to the side of a nearly perpendicular mud bank seemed almost marvelous.

White-throated Sparrows were very thick and I saw half a dozen Juncoes and some Tree Sparrows.

A pair of Hermit Thrushes flew up  ahead and then

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one of them went to feeding. It ran quickly along a log and caught a miller and then stood looking at me in that position bent over almost to the ground and with its tail thrown over its back in a perfectly ludicrous manner more like a Catbird than a Thrush.

Saw Two Bobwhites, a pair, in a brushpile.  They have begun mating already.

Five Palm Warblers were hopping around on the ground wagging their tails and calling [[underline]]chit[[/underline]] sharply.
  
They sang somewhat in the manner of Myrtle Warbler in a weak trilling tone.  The was low that it was hard to catch.