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AMERICAN OBNITHOLOGY. 



would continually mount some reed or tussock where it was wet and 

 boggy, and taunt you with "Yer can't cum here."' 



April 9th was the last occasion on which I observed Snow Birds and 

 they probably started on their northward journey soon afterward. A 

 stroll on the morning of April 28th, revealed Chipping Sparrows, Barn 

 Swallows, Cat Birds and Field Sparrows. May 5th (a perfect, warm 

 spring day) I saw a pair of Kingfishers following the course of the 

 stream and frequently uttering their harsh clatter; Chimney Swallows 

 circled high overhead; Gold Finches sang in the willows; King Birds 

 were perched like sentinels on the fence posts and other objects of van- 

 tage, looking for passing insects; Towhees were scratching away in 



A QUIET POOL IN "MEADOW BROOK." 



the dry leaves on a sunny bank; one White-throated Sparrow was ob- 

 served, and many Maryland Yellow-throats were calling from amongst 

 the new, green skunk cabbage leaves. It was one of those mornings 

 when each little creature seemed to be overflowing with the happiness 

 of life and trying to out-do each other in volume and variation of song. 

 On the following day (the 6th) the sweet song of the Wood Thrush 

 resounded through the wooded portion of the meadow, and on the 10th 



