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is always an interesting as well as useful neighbor. Just why its weird, tremulous call 

 should lead superstitious people to think it forbodes trouble, it is hard to say, unless 

 it is the survival of a tradition among country folk handed down for centuries. — A. H. W.l 



VACATION OBSERVATIONS 



This summer I spent part of my vacation at Lake Winnepesaukee, N. H. 

 One morning when I was out on the lake I saw an Eagle flying not far above 

 us. That afternoon as I was enjoying a motor-boat ride to Centre Harbor, I 

 saw two Bald-headed Eagles resting on the limbs of a dead tree. We were so 

 close to them that we could easily see the white spots on their heads which I 

 was told is the reason for calling them bald-headed. A little further along we 

 passed near two Loons. Our view of them was very short, as they soon went 

 under water, which is their custom when danger approaches. 



Another day we went across the lake to visit the Libby Memorial Museum, 

 which contains specimens of all the birds, mammals, reptiles, and fish which 

 inhabit the surrounding country. I recall particularly the handsome feathers 

 of the wild Ducks and Pheasants, also those of the Partridge and Woodcock. 

 If any of your readers should visit that part of the country, I hope they will 

 go to the Libby Museum at Luftenbrough. It is worth while. — Janet Merrill, 

 (age 12 years. Grade VIII), Methuen, Mass. 



["Written by a member of the Methuen Junior Audubon Society," says the letter 

 of the organizer of the Society which accompanied these observations. "The writer is very 

 observant and enthusiastic, and ... I am anxious to encourage these traits in the 

 other thirty members of our flourishing Club. They read Bird- Lore at the meetings." 

 To those acquainted with the bird-life about Lake Winnepesaukee, these notes on the 

 Bald-headed Eagle and Loon will bring back delightful memories of similar observations 

 on red-letter days. — A. H. W.j 



JUNIOR AUDUBON WORK AND THE ENGLISH SPARROW 



We have just got up a bird club in our room, but we haven't named it yet. 

 I would like it to be an Audubon Society. We had a bird club here for children 

 and adults last year. There were about twenty-five adults and twelve boys. 



We had Prof. Randolf from Youngstown, Ohio, give a lecture on his experi- 

 ences with the birds, using lantern-slides to illustrate it. The club has broken 

 up now although I don't know the reason. 



I listed 121 different species of birds last year and have 41 this year so far. 



We are in a good place to look for birds, as Grove City is situated a mile and 

 a half from Barmore Lake, and on the banks of Wolf Creek. Lots of Wild 

 Ducks visit these waters. A Wood Duck has nested for several years along 

 Wolf Creek, 2 miles out from town. 



As I sit here and write I have to tap the window every few minutes to 

 keep the English Sparrows from eating the food that I have set out for other 

 birds. I have had Robins, Chipping Sparrows, Song Sparrows, and Chickadees 



