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Miller, both from the American Museum of Natural Histor\', New 

 York, that the following observation was made. We had enjoyed a 

 most delightful day afield, covering the region which lies between 

 South River and Runyon, New Jersey. We were returning along a 

 rather unused railroad when, in an area to one side, which was 

 flooded for the most part with a nunil)er of inches of water, we 

 noticed a vSpotted Sandpiper flying about in circles and acting 

 peculiarly. We had all come to the conclusion that her young were 

 about somewhere, when she did a most peculiar thing. The wet 

 area in question was covered with considerable underbrush, out of 

 which grew rather tall, second-growth timber. The vSandpiper 

 alighted on the tops of some of these trees, on the small twigs, and 

 remained balancing there for some time, fully twenty-five or thirty 

 feet from the ground. This performance she repeated several 

 times, making her appear for the world like a j>erching bird. Now 

 and then she would whistle her "Pe-pe-weet, pc-pe-weet-weet-weet- 

 weet" at us excitedly from her lofty perch and then fly off, to return 

 again in a few seconds. All of us had seen vSandpipers perch on 

 the roots of upturned stumps near or in the water, perhaps three 

 or four feet from the ground, but to see one swaying on the top- 

 most twigs of a tree wc thought was a unicjue observation. 



Howard H. Ci.eavfs. 

 Princess Bay. vS. I., N. V., August iSth. 190S. 



A Roiun's Nesting. — About a mile from Poplar Tavern is a 

 small mill, and one of tlie men who works in it wanted me to go up 

 and see how a Robin had built her nest, so I did so. Hanging on 

 the wall inside the mill was a paint can, about one-third full of 

 paint. The can held about two (juarts, and was not very large 

 around. The Robin built her nest on top of the can, and after lay- 

 ing three eggs the nest fell into the can and the eggs went into the 

 liquid paint. Just above the can was a small joist with an old 

 leather glove on it, so the Robin laid one egg on the glove without 

 building any nest, hatched it out, and the little one has just flown 

 out into the woods. 1 hope the next time she will have better luck. 



