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100.

May 13, Wednesday.

This morning I heard a strange song coming from many of the trees and on looking it up found Nashville Warblers to be very common. The song was the [[underline]] ke tsuck ke tsuck ke tsuck su su su see-e-e-e-e [[/underline]]. This type was infinitely varied, sometimes one or two note being given then a trill and more notes. Then the notes were much varied in sound.

It had rained during the night and I walked up and down watching the great crowd of Warblers that had come. Saw several Black Poll Warblers. They gave a sharp song like [[underline]] tsink tsink tsink tsink tsink [[/underline]]. They seemed rather pugnacious.

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101.

I saw one chasing a Robin and another a Mourning Dove. Frequently just as I got my glass on one another came along and they chased each other off through the trees their small size and twisting flight making them hard to following through the young foliage.

Among the rest was a single Indigo Bunting. He sat in the trees looking bedraggled but cheerful and later I heard him singing.

I saw a Warbler in a little pine and on looking at it closely was surprised to see a Baybreast. Then I saw others five in all. They sang [[underline]] wee su su see [[/underline]] or [[underline]] wee see see a [[/underline]]. They were very active and chased the

Transcription Notes:
He would write 'wee' and 'wu' identically so these birdcalls transcriptions are a guess.