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might be over near where Dr. Reynolds is building his house, I went
over there. This is about three hundred yards away across a valley and
on the other side of a hill facing Dimond Canyon and at about the same
elevation, directly south east. It was from that direction that Greenie
came this morning. On account of its topography, location and natural
wild growth this is an attractive place for birds and the doctor--a
bird-lover--is making it more attractive to them by feeding station, etc.
Brownie(?). Almost at once I saw a thrasher digging in the ground outside the fence.
round 300
ds. away. I called to it. It stopped and looked around in all directions. At
that moment a Japanese workman started a huge, crackling brush fire
between the bird and myself, so I learnt nothing, as the bird disappeared
promptly in the surrounding thicket.
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iority com-
plex.
When I returned to my own place, Greenie was the only thrasher
to be seen. He is a different bird when Brownie is away, hopping about
me , climbing up into chairs to reach me more easily and singing. He
was bursting with song; this time in no way inferior to Brownie's,
using phrases
many of the same phrases and talking to me confidentially between
songs as he pecked about my chair. If it had not been for his eyes
and skewed tall-feather I would have thought it was she.
B. returns,
calling.
12:30 P.M. About 11:40 I went to the glade finding Greenie there.
About 5 minutes afterwards scrapping was heard off to the south east.
I looked in that direction and a thrasher was running on the street
about 120 yards away, approaching rapidly. Greenie had answered the call
when I first heard it and continued to call, moving to a small tree
at the side of the glade nearest to the approaching thrasher and
sitting about 8 feet from my head. Of course it was Brownie coming
home. She was undoubtedly the bird I had seen over at Dr. Reynolds'.?
On entering the glade her first act was to take a long drink,
then a little soft food, then to jump up into my lap without waiting
for an invitation and make little wheedling noises. I handed her a worm
at a time which she took hungrily, but waited patiently for me to