A SEARCH FOR A WHIPPOORWILL'S NEST. 



Friends living in the eastern part of the connty lately 

 sent word that " the boys had found some rare and curi- 

 ous birds' nests in their neighborhood-among them a 

 hawk's nest on the ground in the woods "-and mvited 

 mo to come and examine them. From the description 

 given, I at once surmised that the liawh was a whip- 

 poorwiU, but as this bird is rare in this section I was 

 anxious to visit it. A ride of twenty miles on the cars, 

 and a carriage drive of a couple of miles more over 

 rough roads, I met my friends with whom I was to 

 spend a day or two botanizing and in looking for old 

 acquaintances among the birds. The promise of a pleas- 

 ant day was early broken, as a drizzling ram set in, 

 accompanied by cold winds, that put a very unmvitmg 

 aspect on the face of nature. My friend, to whom ram 

 and sun are alike agreeable when he is in pursuit of 

 plants or birds, thought the weather was just right for 

 such a tramp, so after dinner we donned rubber coat 

 and boots and set out for the woods. The objective 

 point was the whippoorwiU's nest, which is back of the 

 sugar bush, in the edge of a large swamp. An mtelli- 

 gent lad, who accompanied us, had seen the nest, and 

 was sure he could lead us directly to it, and as he was a 



