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parents), but when it was seen that this bird was not a young thrasher,
Greenie kept on running rapidly, still carrying the worm I think, for
a hundred and fifty feet further until he disappeared in a line of
trees along the north boundary. There he began to "scrip" and, when
I approached, came out with no worm and commenced digging. It looked
as if he might have had another youngster there, but I doubt it. The
trees and the ground under them, however, were "full" of quail of all
ages as well as towhees, plainly visible from a distance, so perhaps
he might have thought to find one of his own offspring amongst them.
On being disappointed, he probably swallowed the worm himself.
About 11:30 I went to the glade. Snooty was there all alone.
Soon Brownie came up behind my chair--I could hear her walking through
the leaves on the ground before turning to look. When she saw Snooty
she ignored him, but when he ran toward her confidently, she rushed
at him, knocked him flat on his back with feet in the air, trampled
on him and made threatening pecking gestures, then came to me for worms
all of which she ate herself. Snooty clearly did not understand what
the attack meant. He did not appear at all frightened and did not
retreat. I believe this was actually the first attack because he showed
no fear of her when she threatened him a second time, but the third
time he assumed a defensive attitude, crouching low with bill open
and watching Brownie warily. I had hoped that Greenie would show up
so that I could see which side of the fence he would take; but he
came only when a quail's alarm note was sounded at the other side of
the glade. This note is usually ignored by the thrashers, but both
Brownie and Snooty flew up into the tree under which I was sitting and
Greenie also flew into the same tree from the opposite direction at
almost the same instant, paused a moment, then entered the bushes from
which the alarm sounded. While there he scripped a few times, and all
was quiet. Brownie and Snooty continued to sit in the tree about
four feet apart. Snooty comfortably, as he had just had some worms