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metres up and down the mountain sides we reached home 

 without any further interesting observations. 



Sunday I enjoyed an automobile trip to the State Fish 

 Hatchery and of course was not surprised to find a Kingfisher 

 there watching the b-rook trout with a covetous eye. Monday 

 in a drizzhng rain I conchided to try some of the swampy 

 places almost within the city limits. Ringbilled Gulls, Mal- 

 lards and an occasional Crow were flying ovsr the river and 

 at the first small pond I saw a fine female of the Wilson's 

 Phalarope standing with head erect displaying its beautiful 

 colors. A little farther on among a number of Red-winged 



Nest of Yellow-lieaded Blackbird. 

 Laramie, Wyo., June 6, 1914. 



Blackbirds two mere showed up, a pair, and then the air 

 seemed to be alive with them. " Most exasperating fowl " 

 Dawson calls them and to be sure they were. They came and 

 they went, sometimes silently, sometimes with a melodious 

 flute-like note. Now they were swimming gracefully, now 

 gathering food with a continuous nodding of the head, again 

 stalking along the shore eyeing everything with suspicion and 

 then disappearing. I watch id them for hours. When all 

 had disappeared I walked ahead and here they were again 



