IN THE CAMBRIDGE SWAMP 33 



New England ornithologists coming down 

 the track. He was on the same hunt, and 

 together we returned to the place I had left ; 

 and together we saw the bird. A week or 

 two later he found the nest, and a Massa- 

 chusetts record was established. 



This, I say, was ten years ago. To-day 

 there is no gallinule, or none for me. The 

 best thing I hear, the most characteristically 

 swampy, is the odd diminuendo whistle of a 

 Carolina rail. " We are all here," he says ; 

 " you ought to come oftener." And I think 

 I will. 



