NOTES FROM THE INDIANA SAND 

 DUNES 



IT was the latter part of February, and 

 the sun was near setting, when a deluge 

 of snow flakes sent me crawling into my 

 "pup" tent. Tucked under blankets a-plenty, 

 I was soon dozing off into the Happy Hunt- 

 ing Grounds of the ornithologist, for I was 

 now encamped on the southern shore of Lake 

 Michigan, for the purpose of studying the bird 

 life of this region. 



The extended tract of sandy hills bordering 

 the lake, with their plentiful growth of decidu- 

 ous and coniferous trees, is a stopping-off 

 place for many migrating birds. Always the 

 forerunners of spring, the geese arrived late 

 in February, and remained for several weeks, 

 flying inland at night and out into the lake in 



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