Nov. 1873 the same field day after day, and may usually be found upon one of two or three favorite perches. Under ordinary circumstances you may approach it easily enough in a wagon, provided you are careful not to look at it too hard, or to drive directly towards it - but rather approach in a circle. You must however be ready to shoot the instant your horse stops, as that instant it will nearly to a certainty take wing. Should you miss or even slightly wound the bird it may remain only a few hundred yards, and you can (not unfrequently) draw up again within good range - As it seems to apprehend no danger unless you are on foot, when few birds are more systematically shy - The only cry I can refer with certainty to this species is a loud scream like the syllables - Cree-err-Cree-er-rp- repeated 5 or 6 times, and very different from the shrill whee-errr of the Red Shouldered hawk so often mimicked by the Jays - It is my impression that this species is a much rarer occurrence in Massachusetts than is usually supposed in the breeding season than is usually supposed. The following species is I think often confounded with it - B. Lincolatus, this species haunts at this season the edges of swampy woods, adjoining meadow land, or sits for hours at a time on a lofty branch of some oak or hickory that towers above the surrounding forest. During the Spring Summer and early Autumn it keeps within the woods, rarely coming out of their darkness and shadow, except when removing itself to some distant spot - or indulging in roarings common to all the family - I have never been fortunate