January in Berkeley. 



cially' interested to see what effect such 

 an unusual occurrence would have upon 

 the birds, and was pleased to see that 

 they accepted it even more philosophi- 

 cally than I did. Even the tiny Anna's 

 hummer, one of those frail creatures 

 which we always associate with the sum- 

 mer sun, seemed not in the least 

 disconcerted by the inclemency of the 

 weather. A disconsolate California 

 shrike perched upon a telegraph wire 

 and wondered what had gone wrong 

 with the season. In the shrubbery and 

 weed patches of the meadows were 

 golden-crowned and Gambel's white- 

 crowned sparrows busily engaged in 

 food-hunting among the rank vegetation, 

 while flocks of American pipits were rest- 

 lessly moving about in the more exposed 

 fields. The western robin, too, was 

 abroad, while late in the afternoon 

 I observed flocks of meadow-larks fly- 

 ing from their feeding-ground in the 

 meadows to their roosting-place in the 

 hills. 



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