70 Bird - Lore 



six food shelters in our Sanctuary. We intend to feed the birds as soon as cold 

 weather and snow set in. 



I intend to join the Audubon Society as soon as I have money enough to 

 become a life member. 



The name of our Bird Club is Hillcrest Bird Club. I am the Secretary 

 of the Club now. I would like to communicate with other readers of Bird- 

 Lore. — EwALD Witt, (Route i), Scribner, Neb. 



[Will some of our readers correspond with this enthusiastic worker, and exhange 

 helpful experiences? This is the first home-sanctuary for birds, started by young people, 

 that has come to the notice of the School Department. — A. H. W.] 



NOTES ON THE LARK BUNTING 



For three or four years I have taken a great interest in birds, and have 

 noted the peculiar things about each one as I have seen it. 



The most peculiar thing I have noticed is about the Lark Buntings. As 

 far as I can remember, the Lark Buntings have just been seen in the fields north 

 of Boulder every other year. Why this is, I have not been able to find out. 

 Last year the Lark Buntings were plentiful in the fields, but this year not 

 one was seen. 



They have a beautiful song which is often uttered on the wing. One will be 

 sitting on some bush and then will suddenly rise up in the air singing, and then 

 will gradually come down to earth again, much after the manner of the Bobo- 

 link. — Jean Sutherland (age 13 years), Boulder, Colo. 



[It would be wise to continue observations of the Lark Bunting until certain of its 

 movements from season to season. Mrs. Florence Merriam Bailey gives a charming 

 description of their habits in her "Handbook of Birds of the Western United States." 

 She refers to their song, stating that they sing in chorus. — A. H. W.] 



WINTER FEEDING OF BIRDS 



I had always loved birds and was very sorry when they left us in the migrat- 

 ing season. On a Thanksgiving day, when the snow was silently falling, 

 I heard a little Chickadee. Knowing that he was to be a winter resident, I 

 decided to have him for my boarder. I went to work diligently for the re- 

 mainder of the morning fixing a little feeding-station. 



It took but a short time for the Chickadee to find refreshments. This is 

 what I prepared for him: suet with chopped nuts, and doughnuts. The dough- 

 nuts I suspended from a branch, while I secured the suet by a wire to the tree. 



Evidently the Chickadee reported about my feeding-station, for it was but 

 a short time before a Nuthatch and Woodpecker came around. When more 

 feathered friends came to patronize me I was encouraged and must have given 

 them more because the Red-breasted Nuthatch and the timid Brown Creeper 

 came. From then on I made a regular daily visit to the feeding-station. 



