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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,