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weeks, on two more occasions more than lOO at a time, once 

 in West Boulder and again on the court house lawn, in the cen- 

 ter of the city. 1 shall eagerly hope for the return of this in- 

 teresting bird, which is now deemed a resident of Colorado, 

 having been noted every month in the year. 



Junius Henderson, Boulder, Colo. 



Snovvflake, Plectrophcnax vivalis.—Vsli^ had a visit this 

 Winter from the Snow Buntings. We first saw them on Thurs- 

 day, February 14; and the last we saw of them was on Thurs- 

 day, February 28. Almost every day during those two weeks 

 the beautiful creatures fed on the weeds in front of our house. 

 They would be feeding by sunrise and continue until toward 

 noon when usually they would fly away, returning about three 

 o'clock in the afternoon, when they would continue their musi- 

 cal twittering, which was almost like song, and their feeding 

 until after sunset. Most of this time the weather was cold, the 

 thermometer ranging between five and twenty-five above zero. 



They did not seem to mind me except when I v/ould raise 

 my field glass, when they would utter a complaining call, rise a 

 little above the weeds and fly several yards, drop and resume 

 their twittering and feeding. One day when 1 had followed 

 them up and down the field for some time they seemed to grow 

 impatient, rose with a wheeling undulating flight high over a 

 house, swept across the street and began to sing in a high sweet 

 flute-like tone "tsi-a-zvee-ee-ee." Then, still singing, they 

 wheeled again and after hovering silently a moment over the 

 weeds, dropped down upon the snow and went to feeding and 

 chirping. 



Another day 1 heard the song when their spirits were un- 

 disturbed. It was on a brilliant day when the snow was just 

 beginning to reflect on the sunset glow. 1 was crossing the 

 field some distance from where they were feeding when all at 

 once several birds rose from the flock soaring high into the sky 

 and pouring forth such a rhapsody as well fitted the glory of 

 the setting sun. It was so full and sweet that 1 could onl)' 

 drink in its beauty, I could not analyze it. 



Muriel Kinney, Clcvclandy Olno. 



