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which fastens it shut. The board is attached to a tree by two screws, the wire 

 basket filled with suet and closed, and all is in readiness for the birds. 



A novel way of advertising the Audubon Society and at the same time 

 helping to elicit the cooperation of the children is by means of the printed card 

 fastened to the board above the suet which states in bold type that "Boys help 

 feed the winter birds " followed by a list of the birds that can be expected to 

 feed from the suet-holder. Who can resist such an appeal and what bird 

 decline such help? Other bird clubs might follow the lead of the Columbus 

 Audubon Society and decorate all the trees in town with these lunch-counters. 



A PINE GROSBEAK IN NEW JERSEY 



On December 16, my Nature-teacher, Mrs. Gladys Gorden Fry, and I were 

 walking about in a small evergreen thicket composed chiefly of red and white 

 pines and a few hemlocks. 



Suddenly I saw a large bird, about the size of a Northern Shrike, and as a 

 few of these birds had been seen lately in the neighborhood, I thought it quite 

 probable that this was one. However, as we came around the trunk of a large 

 tree, we saw the bird, which proved to be the Pine Grosbeak, quite plainly. 

 He was sitting on the branch of the next tree, eating its cones and buds. 



We remained quite still, but in a few minutes it flew to a young cedar and 

 from there to a bank covered with tangled honeysuckle vines. 



We watched the bird for fifteen minutes at least and although its black beady 

 eyes were fastened on us it was very tame. During the time we were watching it 

 we were only about two yards from it, but we could not tell whether it was an 

 immature male or a female. 



The rest of the birds I saw that day were, Tree Sparrow, Junco, Downy 

 and Hairy Woodpecker, Whitebreasted Nuthatch, Crow, Blue Jay, and 

 Black-capped Chickadee. — Cynthia Dryden Kuser (age n years), Fair- 

 court, Bernardsville, N. J. 



[The Pine Grosbeak is a rare bird so far south as New Jersey and Cynthia is to be con- 

 gratulated upon her discovery. — A. A. A.] 



A MILITANT KINGBIRD 



On the farm where we spend our summers, many interesting incidents have 

 occurred, which, as bird-lovers, we would like to share with others. 



Three years ago a pair of Kingbirds raised a family in an old pear tree near 

 our house. When the young left the nest, we took much pleasure in watching 

 one of them which, for two days, spent much of the time on a brush-pile back 

 of the house. 



The next year the Kingbirds came back (we think it was the same pair), 

 only to find their special place taken by a pair of Chipping Sparrows. The 



