Bird Notes, Part 3, v660
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(569) A thrasher could be heard--presumably in the distance--saying torpeeto, amongst other things. Finally Brownie's approaching scrip was heard from the S.E. and he came into the glade and jumped into my lap. I could not get a sound of any kind out of him at first, but Greenie followed him shortly and they conversed while he remained w with me. Persistent "nest- ing" action. Both busy. About 9:45 both began gathering twigs and fibres and carried them up into the old oak to a point about 2 feet from nest No.1 of last year, i.e. from the place occupied by that nest. All of the material dropped to the ground as they attempted to place it. They then took turns in attempting to rearrange the growing twigs at that place. While one worked at this the other would come down and either get more material, or else come to me for food. On one of these returns Brownie clung to my trousers just below my knee--something he has never done before and kept repeating in a low deep tone: wawk, wawk, sometimes either preceded or followed by a number of soft tsiks. New talk. When I had given him the last of the worms, he was in no hurry to leave and became very talkative. He changed from the above motive to something that sounded like: Byurra-keet, byurrick with other phrases. Strophe and Antistrophe. To this his mate often responded: Peet-byouick, very softly. B then inspected prospective locations near the site of nest No. 3, trying out the strength and arrangement of the growing twigs with his bill. (I assume this to be his motive). While doing this part of his conversation was made up as above noted with an occasional slurred; per-wher. Both repeatedly went back, alternately and together, to the first location tried this morning. I could reach it from the ground. It was, structurally, a pretty good place, but had one or two twigs crossing at angles that would be awkward for the birds in case they should build there, and I bent them aside while the birds were scouting about on the floor of the glade. These activities kept up for more than half an hour; the most