Monthly Bulletin 5 



love song of these birds (to nie the dearest bird song there is) ; and there was 

 Mr. Fearless too, his band as bright as if he had just been using silver polish. 



As soon as they took their brood of five from the house, I removed 

 the nest. It was made of moss, as usual, lined with the soft brown covering 

 of the fern fronds. They sometimes used cotton I had put out for the purpose. 



While still feeding, Mrs. Fearless began and built in same house. 

 While engrossed witli family cares, they pay little attention to me. They 

 fly swiftly back and forth, sometimes with such an intent look. It seemed 

 to me as if a marked-down sale must be on, and they had to hurry for fear 

 their favorite moth would be gone. They have stopped at my window station, 

 and although the little black bills seemed filled with a fat green worm or 

 spruce beetle, they quickly add a piece of doughnut or suet and hasten on to 

 feed all at once. 



But in the fall my pets are constantly with me, both looking worn, 

 weary and rather forlorn, sometimes having just one tail-feather, sometimes 

 none. Every time I step from the house they fly to me for food. While 

 watering my ferns and wild flowers (I have no other kinds), I have the hose 

 in one hand and seed in the other. 



It is one of the pleasures of visitors to Land's-End to come to the Katy 

 Did and feed the chickadees. 



I know Mr. and Mrs. Fearless would be glad to welcome all bird-lovers 

 to their happy home, particularly if they had hemp seed in their pockets. 



Kate Denig Tower. 



SOME SHARON BIRDS 



My autumn visitors have been of unusual interest. We raised a 160-foot 

 row of sunflowers, and the seeds have attracted a flock of about sixty gold- 

 finches, who still remain with us. Never have we had so many juncos, and, 

 contrary to their usual habit, they feed high in the birches (in company with 

 the goldfinches) upon the seeds of those trees. Here are some items from 

 my daily bird records: 



Sept. 16. — Brown creeper. 



Sept. 19. — (Heavy rain.) I put out suet and grain, and almost at once ten 

 blue jays appeared. The adults fed the young, whose call for food re- 

 sembled the squeaking of an ungreased wheelbarrow. 



Sept. 20. — (Rain.) Catbirds flocking. 



Sept. 27. — First juncos arrived, also first white-throated sparrows. 



Sept. 29. — Flocking of flickers in great abundance. The air is filled with 

 their petulant call. Large flock of myrtle warblers. 



Oct. 1. — Feeding on lawn together were flickers, female, red-winged black- 

 birds, catbirds, blue jays, robins, song, chipping and white-throated 

 sparrows, also one field sparrow, and juncos. Chewinks feeding in un- 

 derbrush. 



Oct. 2. — Flock of nine white-throats (who remained until October 20th). 



Oct. 9. — Many myrtle warblers feeding in birches. Two red-breasted nut- 

 hatches, also many bluebirds; one pair monopolized a bird-box all day 

 (possibly with a vioAv to next season's needs). 



Oct. 12. Soft, warm rain. One red-breasted nuthatch, one downy wood- 

 pecker, chickadees, myrtle warblers, white-throats, two black and white 

 warblers, one yellow-throat and one black-throated blue warbler. 



