306 AMERICAN ORNITHOLOGY. 



ROLL OF HONOR. 



Carl Dowell, Port Richmond, N. J. 

 Huldah Chace Smith, Providence, R. I. 



MAIL BAG EXTRACTS. 

 SOME YOUNG OWLS. 



One day my cousin found a baby Owl on the ground and put it in a 

 hollow apple tree. When I went to see the little owl, I found a com- 

 panion had joined it; two white fluffy baby owls lay side by side in 

 their new nest, fast asleep. 



The next day I attempted to photograph them, but they were too 

 young to stand without help. At the same time I found a third baby 

 owl upon the ground a hundred feet from the tree. This owl was 

 stronger than the others and could stand alone. A few days later the 

 three owls could stand without help for a few moments, so I succeeded 

 in getting some good photographs of them. 



One night I thought it would be interesting to see the little owls 

 being fed, so I stood near the tree; but I did not stay there long, for 

 one of the old owls flew silently from behind me and struck me in the 

 head. 



A few days later a fourth owl was found on a tree and I placed it 

 with the others. The next night the poor little owls were stolen and 

 probably all died in captivity. 



I found a fifth owl the next night and had the pleasant experience of 

 feeding it. I pulled some feathers out of a pillow and wrapped them 

 around small pieces of meat, which the bird took from my fingers. 



Samuel Dowse Robbins, 



Belmont, Mass. 



THE CATBIRD. 



The Catbird is a bluish gray bird with long tail feathers, and a long 

 bill. 



He is a fine singer when he wishes to be. I have listened to him for 

 half an hour singing all the other birds songs. The nests are made of 

 sticks, paper and perforated leaves, lined with fine roots. The eggs 

 are a greenish blue. The young have very short tails. I have got 

 within a foot of a young catbird. 



Marjorie Inman, 

 Worcester, Mass. 



