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THE OOLOGIST 



A Nest of the Red Tailed Hawk. 



April 3, 1910 my friend Stone and 

 I got the -genuine Spring fever. When 

 it seems that one must get into the 

 woods where you can hear the scream 

 of the Red-tail, startle the Crows at 

 their nest building, and watch the 

 Chickadees and Nuthatches. 



We shouldered our camera and 

 climbers and hiked around to the 

 other side of the lake to "Valentine's 

 Woods" where in previous years we 

 were reasonably sure of finding a nest 

 of Red-tail. Nor were we disappoint- 

 ed this time, for after a stiff climb 

 from the lake up the hill we sighted 

 a large nest in an oak 200 feet above 

 the lake level. We knew at once that 

 this was the nest, for there is a cer- 

 tain something about a new hawk's 

 nest that gives it away everytime to 

 one who has given much time to hunt- 

 ing them, and very little time is ever 

 wasted on old unoccupied nests. 



This particular nest was about 50 

 feet up in a large oak, and was a 

 large mass of sticks, lined with strips 

 of bark and green hemlock leaves. 

 (In this locality the Red-tail invar- 

 iably has some green pine or hem- 

 lock leaves in the nest.) 



The female was on the nest but left 

 it when Stone began to climb the tree 

 and she swooped at him several times 

 while he was climbing and was at the 

 nest. The nest contained two rather 

 plain eggs. 



My first set from these woods was 

 taken March 31, 1890 (20 years ago) 

 and there has been a nest in there or 

 the adjacent woods nearly every year 

 since that time. This first set was a 

 set of three dirty white eggs almost de- 

 void of markings and were within a 

 week of hatching. 



The nest was in a big pine and was 

 composed of sticks lined with strips 

 of bark and green hemlock leaves. Di- 

 ameter 3x4 feet. The eggs measure 



2.43 X 1.83 in. 2.50 x 1.88 in. and 2.40 

 X 1.86 in. and are still in my collec- 

 tion. Verdi Burtch. 

 Branchport, N. Y. 



A Golden Eagle Record. 



A farmer was passing through the 

 fields and saw a large bird on the 

 ground. And as he went near it he 

 found it to be a wounded Eagle. He 

 left it there and returned on the fol- 

 lowing day. The bird was still there 

 in about the same place. He left it 

 again and reported the find to another 

 farmer, and he suggested they go and 

 get it, so they did. Each one taking 

 hold of a wing and Mr. Eagle walked 

 to his new home. It did not look to 

 Farmer No. 1 just like an Eagle he 

 had seen, so Farmer No. 2 came to 

 me and asked if I would ride out with 

 him and see what kind of a bird he 

 had got. I was glad of the chance, as 

 I am always interested in the study 

 of birds. To my joy and surprise I 

 saw my first Golden Eagle for old 

 Chautauqua County. 



The bird had been shot by some 

 hunter and no doubt flew some dis- 

 tance before falling. His wings were 

 in good condition and not broken, 

 nor did I see any blood marks on the 

 bird, and his eye was clear and bright. 

 A shot had probably penetrated his 

 body. I have shot a few Bald Eagles 

 and mounted a good many, but never 

 knew of the Golden Eagle being taken 

 in Chautauqua County before. 



Almon E. Kibbe. 



Status of the Bald Eagle of New 

 England. 



The status of the Bald Eagle of New 

 England is a subject that has for some 

 time been of interest to ornithologists 

 of this section. With the hope of ulti- 

 mately obtaining something of value 

 from the oology of the species, the 

 writer has accumulated considerable 



