98 General Notes. as 
Jan. 
area, where I first heard the Wren, and where he stayed most of the time 
for several weeks. Every day I could hear his pickzn’ cherries, pickin’ 
cherries, pickin’ cherries, pickin’, or tedkettle, teakettle, tedkettle, or whee- 
_ha, whee-ha, whee-ha, but the bird was very shy for a long time; in fact, 
till the nest was built. Starting from the swamp, he would make a com- 
plete circuit of the village every day, but apparently never left the valley. 
Early in June I noticed that he seemed to stick to one locality most of 
the time, so I did a little exploring on his account, but could find no signs 
of a nest or a mate. The property on which the bird seemed to be located 
being occupied by people with whom I was not acquainted, I felt a little 
delicate about asking to go over the place more than once, so I asked Mr. 
Lewis H. West, who owns the place, to ask his tenants if they would not 
watch the Wren and try to find the nest. ‘‘ Why, yes,” they told him, 
‘‘the birds have their nest in the roof of the well.” This was about the 
25th of June. 
We found-the nest in one corner of the roof of the well, about ten feet 
from the ground. The well is less than forty feet from the house, and is 
used daily. One of the birds left the nest when we went to see it, but 
stayed close by on a hemlock till we left. 
I did not have a chance to visit the nest again till the roth of July, 
when I found three young birds in the nest, well feathered. The mother 
bird was feeding them at the time, and was not at all shy, alighting on 
the lattice work around the well, with a small green worm in her bill, and 
waiting till we withdrew. 
I did not keep track of the young birds after that, but heard the old 
ones nearly every day for a long time. On Nov. 3, I heard two calling to 
each other, one on the hill, one inthe swamp. ‘The last time I heard 
anything of them was Noy. 22. 
There can be no possible doubt as to the identification of the bird, for 
Mr. West and I both were within six feet of them twice, and I have often 
watched them at short distances with a field-glass, while the song itself is 
a pretty safe guide with that bird. 
I have good reason to believe that this is the first record of the actual 
breeding of the Carolina Wren on Long Island.— Cuas. E. CoNKLIN, 
Roslyn, Queen’s Co., N. Y. 
A Remarkable Nest of the Tufted Titmouse (Parus bicolor).— On 
April 23, 1896, I noticed a Tufted Titmouse with its mouth full of build- 
ing materials, and upon following it closely saw it fly into a very large 
mass of Spanish moss (Z%llandsta usneotdes). When it appeared again 
after depositing the nesting materials I was very much surprised to find 
that there was no hollow whatever where the moss was growing. It was 
followed by its mate, and made ten trips to the tree in less than fifteen 
minutes. Having had a good deal of experience with this species when 
nesting I knew it was characteristic of this bird to carry building materials 
to the nest even after the eggs were laid. I resolved to climb the tree 
