Xest nnd Eggs of the Blue-winged Teal. 



Nest and Eggs of the Marsh Hnwk. 



Through Naturalist's Eyes. 



fJY DAVID L. SAVAGE. 



Paper read before the Third Congress of I. 0. A. 



The breath of autumn fans my brow, 



Her voice is in my ear, 

 And earth in all its lovliness. 



Proclaims her presence near; 



And I rejoice that round my way. 



That's often dark and dim, 

 God sends so many messeng-ers 



To draw my soul to Him. 



Nesting- time is over. Now comes the most interesting- season 

 of the year to the bird lover; when the parent birds bring forth their 

 younglings, all unused to the ways of the world, and carry on 

 their training before our eyes. Very few, perhaps, are aware that 

 most of these youngsters are dressed in different costume from 

 their elders. When the young birds come forth even the expert 

 ornithologist is at times sorely puzzled to fix on the catagory to 

 which some of them belong. Yet there are usually some charac- 

 teristics by which their places in the avi fauna may be determined. 

 As a rule, the plumage of young birds is more striped and mottled 

 than the mature specimens. I said that nesting time was over. 



