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On June 2d the nest was again visited, and it was seen that a 

 Cow bird had deposited an egg therein. The Thrushes were no- 

 where to be seen, nor did they ever visit the locality again. 



Comments by other observers upon this abandonment of nests 

 for like causes would be of interest. 



Notes from FrxVnklin County. — The article in the March 

 Journal where mention is made of a Chickadee perching on a gun 

 barrel reminded me of an incident that occurred last March. I was 

 sawing wood when one of these interesting little birds flew from the 

 woodpile and perched on my arm, near the shoulder. It looked 

 inquiringly into my face without fear, and when through with the 

 in.spection flew to a near-by tree. 



The J unco has never to my knowledge been accused of being 

 an imitator of song birds, but last year the efforts of one to do so 

 came under my observation. In passing a group of apple trees 

 where several song .sparrows were singing, I noticed one bird voice 

 that seemed harsh and rather out of tune, yet apparently a song 

 sparrow's note. On close examination, I discovered that the musi- 

 cal effort came from a Junco, who was evidently trying to imitate 

 his distant relatives. There were the opening notes, the gurgles, 

 the song sparrow trills that make up the song, all quite respectably 

 rendered for an imitation. I would like to know if others have 

 observed this trait. 



On June 26, '05, I took, with a friend, a very early start for a 

 trip through the woods, and it may be of interest to the Journal's 

 readers to know that a few of our birds are decidedly early singers. 

 We started at one o'clock in the morning. It was cloudy and very 

 dark, but we carried no light. At about one o'clock a Chebec sang 

 his sharp, scolding note for us. At about two o'clock an Ovenbird 

 sang for us as we passed through a dense piece of woods. A few 

 moments later a Catbird commenced to sing. As we stopped to 

 listen an Olive-sided Flycatcher sang several times. Up to this time 

 it was perfectly dark. As it commenced to grow light at three, a 

 Song Sparrow piped up his song, and at 3.10 several Alder Fly- 

 catchers commenced to sing. At 3.15, all the robins began their 

 usual morning notes, and the other birds joined in the chorus. 



On June 30th my friend and I climbed Mt. Bigelow, and our 

 observation upon the Warblers l^reeding there may be of interest. 

 Along near a bog of hackmatack, in a scraggly spruce, we found a 

 Tennessee warbler singing loudly, and he evidently had a nest 



