THE CASSIN VIREO. 363 
(oak, vine-maple; fir, etc.) at a height of from five to thirty feet; bulkier and 
of looser construction than that of other Vireos; measures 214 inches across 
by 1% inches deep inside; walls often 34 of an inch in thickness. Eggs: 3-5, 
usually 4, white or creamy white, sparingly marked with spots, which vary from 
rich red brown to almost black—but unmarked specimens are of record. Av. 
size .75 x .55 (19 X 13.9). Season: May 15-June 5; one brood. 
General Range.—Pacific Coast district north to British Columbia, east to 
Idaho (Ft. Sherman; Ft. Lapwai), breeding from Los Angeles County, Cali- 
fornia, northward thruout its range; south in winter to western Mexico. 
Range in Washington.—Common summer resident on both sides of the 
Cascades, found chiefly in timbered areas. 
Migrations.—S pring: Seattle-Tacoma, c. April 15. 
Authorities.— ? Vireo solitarius, Ornithological Committee, Journ. Ac. Nat. 
Sci. Phila., VII. 1837, 193 (Columbia River). JV’. solitarius Vieillot, Baird, Rep. 
RiGee Sine Xeiptell 2858, p. 240; part. (1).C&s. Rh. D= Ra; D2. Ss2. 
Bak 
Specimens.—(U. of W.) B. Prov. P'. 
NOTHING so endears a bird to a human admirer as a frank ex- 
hibition of confidence. Overtures of friendship on the bird’s part may 
traverse all rules of caution and previous procedure, but henceforth there 
is a new relation established between them, bird and man, and the man, 
at least, is bound to live up 
to it. At the oncoming of 
a smart shower on Capitol 
Hill (before the “For Sale” 
days) the bird-man put into 
a fir-covered nook for shel- 
ter, and had not been there 
two minutes before a pair of 
Cassin Vireos entered for the 
same reason. They were not 
in the least disturbed by the 
man’s presence, but cheer- 
fully accepted him as part of 
Things as They Are. There- 
fore, they proceeded to preen 
their dampened feathers at 
distances of four or five feet, 
while the bird-man sat with bated breath and glowing eyes. The birds 
roamed freely about the nook and once, I think, he made a grimace 
behind the bird-man’s back; for when they came around in front again, 
I judged she was saying, “Ar’n’t you the wag!” while he tittered in droll 
recollection. 
Taken in Oregon. Photo by Finley and Bohlman. 
CASSIN VIREO AT NEST. 
