The Western Evening Grosbeak 



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other persons, have discovered what seem to be some of the Grosbeak 

 summer homes in the Cascade and Coast Range Mountains. 



What these birds, unafraid, do in their familiar relations with human 

 beings is at the same time a sad revelation of our wrong attitude toward 

 bird -life in general and a beautiful realization, in a small way, of the 

 prophetic words of the poet Shelley, — 



"No longer now the winged habitants, 

 That in the woods their sweet lives sing away, 

 Flee from the form of man; but gather round, 

 And preen their sunny feathers on the hands 

 Which little children stretch in friendly sport 

 Toward these dread less partners of their play. 



Happiness 

 And science dawn, though late, upon the earth." 



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 to ; A. M. 

 .also article 



by C. D. Kellogg ' ^^ * 



A CROW ROOST 

 raphed by moonlight near Salem, N. J.. January, iooi, by C. D. Kellogg. Plate exposed from 4 A. M. 



The b.rds in the foreground had fallen from their roosts during the night. (See frontispiece, and 



on this Crow roost, by Witmer Stone, in Bird-Lore for December, 1899. 



