CENSUS OF NESTING BIRDS 39 



SECTION NUMBER 8 



The morning this section was canvassed was very wet 

 from a rain of the night before. The heavy fog, the wet 

 grass and weeds, and the chilly air had a great tendency to 

 dampen my enthusiasm as well as my clothes. 



The notes of the Acadian Flycatcher, the Cerulean War- 

 bler, Parula Warbler, Kentucky Warbler and a great assem- 

 blage of Chickadees, Buntings and Titmice soon brought back 

 my enthusiasm to such a warmth that I forgot about my soggy 

 shoes and dripping trousers. Anyone who could have heard 

 the twittering, warbling, trilling chorus of beauty singers that 

 brought sweetness and warmth of life into the jungled woods 

 that morning, and still have been aware of trivial discomforts, 

 is no member of Nature Lover's Clan. What matter if the 

 leaves did drip water down my back; a dozen Indigo Birds 

 were singing! Who could think of mosquitoes when a Black- 

 and-white Warbler was creeping about over the tree trunks! 

 I had not even hoped to find the bird in the Park during sum- 

 mer. 



At last my census-taking had led me far enough into the 

 wildwood of the Park to get away from the parts frequented 

 by man, and into parts inhabited by such birds as the casual 

 observer knows nothing about. It is true that the numbers of 

 these more retiring birds were but few, but it was a beginning 

 which promised many additions as I continued my observa- 

 tions into the deeper parts of the Park. 



The west boundary of the Park here has a jog made by a 

 tract of forty acres being under private ownership. It is un- 



