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lakes but they brought nothing of special interest. Here the 

 Avocets were even more common than on the previous day 

 and hundreds of Killdee-rs took the place of the Phalaropes. 

 Down at the river we drove right under a large Red-tailed 

 Hawk and in a cottonwood grove where the mosquitos would 

 not permit us to stay, I gathered in a specimen of the 

 Wright's Flycatcher, while a nearby tool shed harbored 450 

 nests of the Eave Swallows. I was getting ready for a trip 

 to the home of the White-tailed Pta-rmigan when the dispatch 

 came that called me home. But one more trip I had to take 

 to the m.ountains, on June 16th. 



With the rising sun we were out and soon the same birds 

 were met as on all the previous trips. The notes of the Poor- 

 will 'and the little Rocky Mountain Screech Owl heard the 

 evening before were encouraging signs of good luck and 

 barely had we reached the rocky mesa and I had shot a fat 

 young jackrabbit when we were surrounded by a number oi 

 Western Nighthawks. From the canyons on all sides came 

 the plaintive note of Say's Phoebe, the shriek of the Arkansas 

 Flycatcher, the splendid song of the Sage Thrasher, the 

 cheery tones of the Brewer's and the tinkling bellnotes of the 

 Sage Sparrow. Ha-rder and harder became the climb until 

 we reached the pines for a rest. Audubon's Warblers were 

 the most common of all and, lo! there was a Tanager note. 

 High up on the dead limbs of an old gnarled pine sat a pair 

 of Western Tanagers. I had looked for them faithfully 

 along the river, in town, and at all places that seemed most 

 likely to harbo-r them, all in vain, and here at last, where I 

 least expected them they were. What splendid colors in the 

 dark green foliage of the pines as they flitted back and forth. 

 When I had satisfied my curiosity in regard to the Tanagers, 

 several A-rctic Towhees and Gray-headed Juncos demanded at- 

 tention and I was only sorry that I did not have more tim'e 

 at my disposal. All of a sudden a great uproar in the whole 

 bird world and slipping noiselessly from tree to tree I at last 

 spied the evil-doer — a fine specimen of the Black-headed Jay. 

 I had read that he is just as bad as his eastern cousin, and if 



