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A pair of Kingbirds were flying and calling around the fallen tree down the river.

In Seeley's Marsh I heard the loud rolling whinny of the Sora. I went over there. As I walked along the edge of the wet portion one flew up and with hanging feet and flapping wings flew a few feet to hide in the grass. Another ran through the water like a streak to safety. As soon as they reached a sufficiently distant spot they staid still well hidden by the grass to watch me.

In a field near by were a family of Prairie Horned Larks. The young were fully fledged but still had the wide bill. Their underparts were

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noticeably whiter than those of their parents and the notes were softer. They flew around a great deal but allowed me to approach closely. The parents did not seem alarmed at all. There were five or six of the young.

May 10, Sunday.

This morning after breakfast I went over to the Hemlocks. Bobolinks were mating. The males chased the females through the air twisting and turning this way and that, The male singing constantly. Then the female would alight and the male would [[?sail]] off singing.

A Robin was feeding its young out of the nest by H. Smiths. I could hear the soft notes of nestlings.