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B&G freeze.
Autigiro and
hawk.
On one of my visits to the glade this afternoon, I sat and
watched B&G preening in the bushes in fron t of me. They looked up
(all but their heads)
in the air and froze, but did not retreat, and began talking to each
other in very low tones. I looked up and saw an autogiro high up
overhead, but the birds did not seem to be looking at it. In about
2 minutes a hawk flew over at about the height of the old oak. Brown-
ies then came to me repeating two new syllables, sounding like the
high-pitched bark of a very young dog, over and over again:
Row-hoo, row-hoo. (The o as in now)
always
I am convinced that the talk of these birds is not the mere
often
operation of an involuntary reflex; but that it has a definite
intent behind it (however obscure it may be in the bird's mind) and
frequently
especially
that it is intended to convey a message, when it is not imitative.
New talk.
Believe talk
has definite
purpose.
Speculation on
intelligence.
With no background in any of the life sciences to guide me, I am
unable to attribute the extraordinarily extensive vocabulary of these
birds (compared with Brown Towhees for example) to anything but
superior intelligence, and if there is a difference in intelligence
there must be intelligence there!
Feb. 19th.
B guards
nest(?)
Heavy rain during the night and more due. On entering the glade
at 8:30, Brownie, the only bird present, flew up to my hand. When
I went up to the nest, finding it perfectly dry under its roof, B
as usual, came too and popped into it. Although he is undoubtedly
guarding it-I think-his attitude is not at all belligerent and
he readily accepts offered worms. When I left, he stayed there and
uttered a few musical calls.
Full song in
rain.
9:45 A.M.. Raining, and one of the thrashers is singing full
song in the direction of the glade.
Song moving
about.
12:10 P.M. There was so much song moving from place to place,
that I went out at 9:50 to see what it was all about. The birds were