Bird Notes, Part 1, v658
Page 543
Image from the Biodiversity Heritage Library. Contributed by Museum of Vertebrate Zoology, University of California, Berkeley. | www.biodiversitylibrary.org
Transcription
(255) No.2, whom I am now definitely able to identify as the great daylight sleeper of the trio--the one upon whom it has been most difficult to place a personal characteristic--was the first to show up. He has become a good "scripper" and talker and his song is getting more volume. He was very busy digging and singing, but finally came for worms which he collected until he had four in his bill. For a long time I was uncertain whether he was greenie or not. At this particular stage, I thought he was. He even laid the worms down carefully and prepared them, talking all the time, and in every way acted as if he were going to take them to the nest, except after being plainly at a loss for some one to give them to, gobbled them himself. After this there was nobody to play with and he played hide and seek with himself, then selected a convenient twig and dozed fitfully. Sleepy is a good name for him. After a time Cocky came dancing up behind me, dramatizing as usual the taking of worms from my hand. He did not see Sleepy so he played hide-and-seek solitaire for a while. Last to come was Cheeky--formerly the first--from the chaparral, jumping up to my knee at once and scraping the worm box empty of every- thin, including the bran. As he went to find a soft place to lie down on a humming bird buzzed over his head and he actually flew up into the air to catch it as if it were an insect--without success. All of the young birds are now strong and lusty and it is no longer possible to tell which was the weakest one previously noted. As I shall be absent the rest of the day, this effort will have to be my last one in opposition to the parents for the time being. July 5th. At 8:00 A.M. Sleepy and Cocky came promptly for food. Both were full of spirit, tearing about through the bushes in a game of hide-and-seek, pecking at everything and pulling twigs. Cheeky did not appear during the few minutes I was in the glade, but Brownie did, plainly more concerned about food for the nestlings than about the presence of members of her first brood. These merely avoided her,