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156 BULLETIN 133, UNITED STATES NATIONAL MUSEUM<br />

ment that carried the birds southward, as on March 6 there was a<br />

noticeable decrease in their numbers, and by March 8, though the<br />

birds were still common, the bulk of individuals had passed. They<br />

arrived in flocks from the southward, often of several hundred<br />

individuals, that whirled in and circled back and forth along the<br />

lake shore to decoy to birds feeding on the strand or to rise again<br />

and continue swiftly northward. Those that paused kept up a busy<br />

search for food along the muddy beaches in or near shallow water,<br />

or in company with little parties of buff-breasted sandpipers on<br />

the drier alkaline flats back of the shore line. In early morning<br />

they were especially active and were in continual movement. Occa-<br />

<strong>si</strong>onally they worked out into comparatively deep water where in<br />

feeding it is necessary to immerse the head over the eyes nearly<br />

to the ear openings. When disturbed flocks rose with soft notes<br />

that resembled tseet tseet or tseup to circle to new feeding grounds<br />

on the lake shore.<br />

Occa<strong>si</strong>onal parties of males, animated by the approaching breed-<br />

ing season, broke into soft songs and called and twittered, often for<br />

several minutes, in a mu<strong>si</strong>cal chorus in low tones that had so little<br />

carrying power that they merged in the strong wind, and it was some<br />

time before I succeeded in picking out the sweet individual songs<br />

tsep a tsej) a tsep a or twee tmee tee tee ty tee given as the head<br />

was bobbed rapidly up and down. Occa<strong>si</strong>onally when the fall sun-<br />

light came warmly I sat in the mud and let little bands of whiterumps<br />

work up around me until they were feeding and calling within<br />

a meter or so, eyeing me sharply for any cause of alarm. At<br />

such times their twittering choruses came sweetly and pleasantly,<br />

clearly audible above the lap of waves and the rush of the inevitable<br />

winds of the pampas. Between songs the search for food continued<br />

without cessation. At short intervals, activated by the warmth of the<br />

sun, they suddenly indulged in dozens of combats with their fellows,<br />

bloodless affrays, of bluff and retreat, where they lowered their heads<br />

and with open mouths ran at one another pugnaciously. The one<br />

attacked <strong>si</strong>dled quickly away or fluttered off for a short distance, save<br />

where two of equal temperament chanced to clash when first one<br />

and then the other threatened with raised wings in alternate advance<br />

and retreat until the fray was concluded to their mutual satisfaction.<br />

At such times the movements of these otherwise plain little birds<br />

were sprightly and vivacious to a degree. Their loquacity at this sea-<br />

son was marked as it contrasted strikingly with their <strong>si</strong>lence and quiet<br />

during the resting period of southern summer. Flocks frequently<br />

rose to perform intricate evolutions and then returned with a rush<br />

to sweep along the shore and join less ambitious comrades. As they<br />

passed the white runjp flashed plainly, certain advertisement of the

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