pewees

The pewees are the true flycatchers, and are easily identified.

In the Catskills Selections from the Writings of John Burroughs John Burroughs 1879

But it was cool at the meeting, almost quiet (lots of Western wood-pewees, and some traffic on the other side of the pines).

grouse Diary Entry grouse 2003

But the pewees came back at last, and one of them is now on his wonted perch, so near my window that I can hear the click of his bill as he snaps a fly on the wing ....

Choice Specimens of American Literature, and Literary Reader Being Selections from the Chief American Writers Benj. N. Martin

A pair of pewees have built immemorially on a jutting brick in the arched entrance to the ice-house.

Choice Specimens of American Literature, and Literary Reader Being Selections from the Chief American Writers Benj. N. Martin

Once, the children of a man employed about the place oölogized the nest, and the pewees left us for a year or two.

Choice Specimens of American Literature, and Literary Reader Being Selections from the Chief American Writers Benj. N. Martin

Thus, with a little aid of imagination, I get up some very exquisite fabrics -- vocal silks and satins: -- robins on a field of chickadees; bobolinks and thrushes alternately on a hit-or-miss ground of blackbirds, wrens, and pewees.

Lessons in Life A Series of Familiar Essays Timothy Titcomb

Calling over and over their peculiar note, the pewees, flycatchers, and king-birds, fly through the forests.

Stories of California Ella M. Sexton

Birds were busy; wood-thrushes and pewees were calling; now and then a golden-throated warbler sounded his clear note.

A Little Maid of Ticonderoga Alice Turner Curtis 1912

The young wood pewees which left their nests on the eleventh are now able to shift for themselves; but the parents have much the same song as they had when the three eggs lay in the nest, saddled to the burr-oak bough.

Some Summer Days in Iowa Frederick John Lazell 1905

Latest among the singers are the chewinks, the wood pewees, the field sparrows, and, of course, the goldfinches and the cuckoos.

Some Summer Days in Iowa Frederick John Lazell 1905