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Chewink, which he had taken for me 

 on or about the 1st of August. He took 

 me to the spot where lie had fouud the 

 nest. It was built about one foot from 

 the ground in thickly leafed but very 

 thin twigged beech shrubs. The nest was 

 Similar to that of the Wilson's Thrush 

 vonsisting outside of leaves and inside 

 of hair, which were perhaps taken from 

 a pasture close by. This shows I think, 

 beyond any doubt that they breed un- 

 der favorable circumstances, twice a 

 year. O. Reinkcke. 



Sept. 14, '91. Buffalo, N. Y. 



One Day's Tramp. 



W-ell everything is ready so will go to 

 bed. Lets see, set my clock at twenty 

 minutes of four. Wake up at 3:10 and 

 get up to see what time it is. Can't go 

 to sleep again, so dress. Raining t>f 

 course. Don't care, I will go anyway. So 

 get my breakfast and start. Have pret- 

 ty good load: Gun, lunch, egg-box, 

 rope and hatchet to get those King- 

 fishers eggs and climbers to get Great 

 Blue Heron eggs. Get down there 

 about 7 a. m. 4 and go to work at King- 

 fishers hole. Work about half hour in 

 mud and give it upas a bad job. Go on 

 can't find those Herons nests to save 

 me. Meet an old hunter who lives in a 

 Cabin on the bottoms, and we have 

 quite a talk about our friends, the birds. 

 •Shows me bank of petrified moss, the 

 first I'd ever seen, and a spring in high 

 bank called Coffin Spring. An opening 

 in bank about oue and one-half foot 

 long by two and one-half foot wide that 

 extends back about eight feet and con- 

 tains some of the finest water in the 

 country. He says that the water never 

 freezes in winter, and all the birds that 

 stay come and drink there. He's shot 

 fine specimens for the naturalists in 

 town. Have to go there myself next 

 Winter. I ask him about the herony 

 and he says he will walk over there with 

 me. So we start through the woods 



the water up to our knees in some 

 places, and pretty soon came to some 

 monster cottonwoods in which we see 

 some large nests about size of bushel 

 basket I shoot up and up Hies about a 

 dozen Herons and sail majestically 

 around and soon alight again. But we 

 see that the nests have other tenants 

 than the old birds for out of every bless- 

 ed nest comes two or three thin necks. 

 Then all. at once we are aware of some 

 disturbance, a pair of turkey buzzards 

 swoop down and try to carry off the 

 fledglings, but the old Herons make a 

 good fight, and soon put the buzzards 

 to flight. Find several nests of Che- 

 winks and Warblers, but got no Herons 

 eggs. So after an hours pleasant tramp 

 with my newly made friend, I leave 

 him, and turn my steps toward home. 

 It has stopped raining now and I see 

 a great many Warblers, Vireo, Gros- 

 beaks and one Bittern, a pair of Cardi- 

 nals whose nest I try to find, but fail, 

 Mudhens, snipe, crows and as I near 

 the city large numbers of English Spar- 

 rows around the factories. In all I 

 think I have covered about twenty 

 miles and am pretty tired when I get 

 home at 3:30 p. m., and although I have 

 not had a very profitable day, it has 

 proved a very pleasant one. 



A. G. Potter, 

 Omaha, Neb. 



The Nest of the Chestnut-sided Warbler. 



While out collecting on June 1891 I 

 entered a small piece of land thickly 

 covered with small bnshes. Out of 

 these I started a small bird which I rec- 

 ognized as the Chestnut-sided Warbler. 

 I quickly looked in the bush, and found 

 a little nest composed of grass, fibres, 

 aud bark, and lined with feathers, and 

 hair. The eggs were four in number, 

 averaging .69 x .50, and of a creamy 

 white color, spotted with lilac, brown, 

 and umber chiefly at the larger end. 

 The next was situated about two feet 



