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from him to listen. He continued to sing and, at times that high,
nasal overtone "broke through", has been elsewhere recorded in these
notes.
I had a mouse with me, but he did not want it until it escaped
and ran under a bush. Then he pursued it, grabbed it while I was
trying to do the same thing and ate it promptly without ritual.
A little earlier than this, while probing one of his feet in
typical road-runner fashion, he had picked up several twigs at his
feet, only to drop them. This may be his first-seen nesting reflex
of the season or, on the other hand, may have been a mere accident.
He also while I was with him, performed once his odd over-the-
back wing-slapping act. I was unable to determine whether he slaps
his back or claps the backs of his wings together. I have never been
certain on this point. (61°).
At 4 P.M. (sunny, warm, calm) it was found that he had already
gone to bed in his house No.1.
January 22nd.
Another dull, chilly morning (46° at 10 A.M., breeze from
S.E.). Thrashers singing in the distance.
Rhody, at this time, was found still in bed, wanting nothing.
There were few birds to be seen, suggesting the presence of a
hawk. though none was seen. However, at the sage patch, a cock quail
was in frozen attitude and did not move when I approached to 8 feet.
"Spots", the female spotted towhee, was there and had no res-
ervations as to hawks and came out for worms promptly.
I moved on toward the orchard. "The" golden-crowned sparrow
was in a rosebush on the fence looking at me meaningly. A gesture
of the empty hand brought him for worms. Again I moved on. "Nutty",
the Nuttall sparrow was also in the tangle on the fence 20 feet or
so from the other bird. He immediately flew to my feet for attention
I said: "Where's the thrush?" Almost instantly "the" hermit thrush
came through the fence for his worms. Curiously, not one of these
birds had interfered with my feeding each individually, contrary to
the usual experience when all are present.
Of these four birds certain differences in their attitudes
toward me stand out:
Spots is the most persistent customer and "tagger-along",
but not the boldest in approaching me, although the first to discov-
er possibilities in me. He can almost always be found in the sage
patch and sometimes calls on seeing me approach. He seldom comes
closer than about 3 feet and usually retreats a short distance with
each worm. Three or more other towhees of his kind often see him
getting food from me, but have never approached me.
The Nuttall sparrow is the boldest, as measured by nearness
of approach and confidence in me when near. However, he applies to
me for food far less often than the thrush and Spots. When he does
come he will plant himself right at my feet, take and eat each worm
there without retreating until satisfied. He seems perfectly with-
out fear, while there.
The thrush ranks next in boldness, measured by the same stand
ard. He comes fearlessly from a considerable distance and will
station himself about three feet from me on the ground, eat each worm