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the Myrtle Warblers which have spent the past winter in this 

 section was more brilliant than the fall plumage of the great body of 

 these birds on their way south. It is not so brown, and large 

 patches of yellow show on the sides, in some cases on the crown, as 

 well as on the rump. On December 24, 1905, two Myrtle Warblers 

 were seen by me at Old Orchard and Mrs. Sarah Rideout Abbott 

 reports Myrtle Warblers plentiful at Saco during Christmas week, 



W. H. Brown. SON. 



Winter Notes from Washington County. — One of our 

 most enthusiastic bird students and reliable observers is Clarence H. 

 Clark, of Lubec, in Washington County. He is one of those thor- 

 oughly alive investigators who appears to be in touch with the birds 

 from January to December. His records, carefully kept, are inval- 

 uable as data, and we take pleasure in reproducing in full one of 

 Feb. nth in this very unusual winter. He writes : 



"I have been sending you a few copies of my records lately, to 

 show you how plentiful the birds are in this vicinity this winter. I 

 enclose copy of record for Feb. nth. 



''Wind north ; clear and bright. The recently formed snow 

 crust made the walking look very tempting, and at noon I started 

 for the pumping station, about two miles out of town. On reaching 

 the edge of the woods I found two White-winged Crossbills feeding 

 and singing, and while watching them at close range a flock of four- 

 teen of the same species lit near them. Only two of this flock were 

 strongly marked males ; the rest were females and young birds. I 

 proceeded on my walk for a half mile and came upon ten of this 

 species in the top of a tree, and while wondering if these could be 

 part of the flocks previously seen I noticed that the cheeping and 

 singing was stronger than it was possible for these few birds to 

 make. I passed through some low bushes and came to a clearing, 

 and such a sight for mid-winter ! Birds were everywhere. Every 

 tree, bush, fence and the ground seemed to be alive with them. 

 My first impulse was to count. I got to one hundred and gave it 

 up. They were too numerous and active to count. I next began 



