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American Pipit.

Red-tailed Hawk

Wilson Snipe

Nelson Sparrow.


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the glass it was usually out of sight amongst the tangle.

There was a large field near here in which the Pipits were lighting. I went over there but for some reason could get nowhere near them. They usually flew up about twenty rods away. Several times I was temped back by the sight of straggling flocks passing over but without any luck. They flew along out of range for fine shot in loose, wavy flock making many pretenses of alighting but usually going far beyond in an irresponsible manner.

Saw a Red-tail fly out and begin to circle. Another screamed at him from far away at the left. Later I saw one circling and hovering over the marsh in search of frogs. It acted like a marsh Hawk and at first sight I took it for one - occasionally it dropped in the grass but rose again in less than a minute. The Wilson or Jack Snipe would wait until it was nearly over them and then fly zigzagging rapidly to avoid all possibility of pursuit. They were evidently affair the Hawk would see them and drop on them, and preferred to trust to their swift flight rather than to their protective coloration. I only know that I did not flush a single Snipe on my return over that place.

I shot a female Nelson Sparrow on the wing. It was as usual in the deep water and only flew