Bird Observations 



them various times and saw one male in 

 fine summer plumage, and he really did 

 look very purple in the sunlight. The 

 song, when I first heard it, made me think 

 of a warbling vireo, trying to sing like a 

 goldfinch. Such a variety of notes, and 

 yet the song was short. A few days later 

 the song I heard was more flute-like, 

 louder, and fuller but still short. 



February 75, 1903. Saw a flock of 

 about fifteen birds in our grounds. They 

 were very silent. The males had a dusky 

 purplish hue. There were several inches 

 of snow on the ground, and it was still 

 snowing. 



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