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and entirely different from what one 
would suspect from such a small bird. 
Cuban Tody, (Todus multicolor) up- 
per parts light yellowish green, light- 
er on cheeks; mustach white ending 
in a broad blue streak; throat scar- 
let ;lore yellow; bend of wing blue 
edged with white; underparts white, 
sides of breast bluish ending in a pale 
scarlet streak; bill horn.colored; up- 
per mandible darker, feet horn color; 
under tail coverts yellow; outer tail 
feathers grayish. L. 3.5 in. 
This little bird is also quite common 
in the jungles and is heard even more 
often than seen, although it is very 
tame. It is quite curious and seems 
to try to ask you who you are, what 
you are doing and what you are going 
to do at the same time. 
: A, C. READ. 
pS la SAS Salah le Mi 
Snakes Often Do This. 
As I was coming home one after- 
noon from a tramp, I heard a Song 
Sparrow making a peculiar noise as if 
angry or frightened. Upon investiga- 
tion in the marshy grasses, I found 
its nest and instead of containing 
eggs, it held a snake fourteen inches 
long. The snake had swallowed three 
eges and was just swallowing the 
fourth one when I came upon the 
scene. The egg was so big for the 
snake that it had to dislocate its jaw 
to be able to put the egg in its mouth. 
I wondered how the snake could get 
any nourishment from the eggs with- 
out breaking them. 
R. M. PHREZ. 
OS 
Left the Eggs. 
I had a desire to find a Buzzard’s egg 
to add to my collection, so one Satur- 
day morning, I took my lunch and set 
out. 
I had noticed two Buzzards soaring 
over a little island before, so I walk- 
ed in there. When the old mother 
flew out, I went in and two little buz- 
zards were on the ground (Feb. 27, 
1909.) 
Next year in 1910 I went the 4th of 
February and two eggs were there. 
On March 11th I found two more with 
a doll leg and several pieces of china. 
I decided not to take the other eggs 
if they nested. 
Brown Kilpatrick. 
Oi 
The Kentucky Warbler, 
If I were asked to name my favorite 
among the dozen species of the Warb- 
ler family that come to spend the 
summers with us here in Southern 
Pennsylvania, I would unhesitatingly 
revert to the Kentucky Warbler. 
With his brilliant black and yellow 
coat as he moves alertly among the 
underbrush uttering his vigorous | 
alarm note at your intrusion on his 
domain, he well merits your admira- 
tion. But when you have once heard 
his clear musical song, so loud and 
distinct you instinctively look for a 
much larger bird. I am wont to class 
him with the Cardinal, Carolina Wren, 
Winter Wren and Tufted Titmouse, all 
birds of strong characteristics, in song 
and action. 
Very similar in volume and melody 
are some of the notes of the Mourning 
Warbler, which replace the Kentucky 
in the Northern counties of Pennsyl- 
vania. 
The nesting of the Kentucky Warb- 
ler is not as strictly localized per- 
haps as with most of the other spe- 
cies. The Worm-eater here nearly 
always builds on a more or less steep 
hillside in the thick woods; the Blue- 
wing in a thicket or open space near, 
or in the woods. 
But the Kentucky Warbler is equal- 
ly at home in the deep, wooded swamp, 
the laurel covered hillside, or on the 
hill tops among the bunches of under- 
growth that cover the ground. 
