THE NIDOLOGIST 47 
Colorado. 
(Department Edited by Frederick M. Dille, 4o6 McPhee 
Building, Denver, Colo.) 
AM tthe “ Town Crier,”’ and did fill that 
| position to the top of my lungs for the 
little town of “Sunset Pass ” 
fessor Nestling fell onto our hard and rocky 
street from the top of the “Silver Plume” 
Coach. 
The profess- 
or came to our 
town in order 
to better pro- 
ceed on an ex- 
pedition after 
some of the rare 
things whichare 
tobefound only 
around timber 
line. He calls 
me a rare 
bird,” but in 
spite of the va- 
rious ways in 
which I am 
slandered it is gratifying to see them all bow to 
my supremacy when it comes to a scientific 
expedition with its paraphernalia to the timber 
line and over the range. 
We (the professor and I) have now been out 
from Sunset Pass over a week, and nothing has 
occurred to jar the fraternal feeling between us 
until this morning. My companion was in the 
act of throwing his last “diamond _ hitch” 
when one of them pesky camp robbers (the 
professor called it a true Cafztalis) appeared on 
the scene. He dropped his pack, picked up 
his gun, and took after it. 
I improved the opportunity to stroll up to 
this clump and browse upon the leaves of the 
“William Henry,” which leaves I find very 
good for “ that tired feeling,’ and now the poor 
professor is “wasting much valuable time” 
looking for me. I can hear him now, thrash- 
ing around in the bushes down by the creek, 
where, had he but the instincts of a mule, he 
might know I could not conceal my whole 
frame from his “ Eagle eye.” 
I can also hear his rambling talk, and he de- 
clares “that but for that set of Ptarmigan’s 
eggs packed in the box on my ‘off side’ he 
would not feel so worried over my own pre- 
cious skin.” 
This morning I eschewed a little pamphlet 
from the professor’s luggage. It came from 
New York, and was printed by a man whose 
name is Taylor, and who proposed to exhibit 
from time to time in his journal “ photographs 
of noted Ornithologists.” I have half a mind 
Copyrighted. 
THE COLLECTOR'S FRIEND. 
until Pro- 
to send him ‘‘one of mine” and see if he will 
publish it, for what does Taylor and his clique 
know about Ornithology until they have seen a 
picture of the Rocky Mountain Canary in full 
tone? (the photo, however, is only half-tone.) 
Yours vociferously, Jenny Linp. 
* ok ok * 
Few States possess the attractions for the 
Ornithologist and offer such a tempting array 
of Oédlogical treasures as does Colorado, and 
yet the persons of such inclinations within the 
State are as scarce as ‘‘ Owls’ nests on the limbs 
of trees one hundred and fifty feet from the 
ground” (in the Illinois River bottom), and as 
scattered as our four boundaries. ‘There are 
not one dozen persons within the State at pres- 
ent who are known to each other as “ kindred 
spirits,” and who would make fit material for 
the composition of an Ornithological club, or, 
in the event of the organization of such a club, 
would it be possible to convene more than four 
of them at one point and at one time without 
more outlay for traveling expenses than said 
possible members would feel like standing. 
The Ornithology of the State, however, has 
received at various times much systematic study 
and research from the hands of competent ob- 
servers, whose reports are scattered through the 
different journals of this nature. But the re- 
sults which would occur from the work of a 
systematic organization can at this day only be 
anticipated. 
To Mr. Charles F. Morrison is due wholly 
the credit of the only effort thus far to bring 
the “enthusiasts” of the State into close rela- 
tions and to systematize their work. We refer 
to his efforts in this line in 1887 and 1888, and 
can but reflect what uphill, discouraging work 
to Mr. Morrison it must have been. 
There are parties in the State who possess a 
mine of valuable information stored up from 
years of successful work in the field, and the 
mention of whose names gives guarantee as to 
the reliability of their notes and interest to the 
general reader. There are others, new in the 
field, but, having started in the correct way 
(blowing their eggs with but one hole in the 
side), who will prove of value to any future 
organization, and it is our hope, with the gen- 
erosity of Brother Taylor and the use of his in- 
dispensable Nipo.ocist, to bring our short 
dozen of “kindred spirits” into the habit of 
recording their various notes and experiences, 
and into closer relations with each other and 
the outside world. 
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Tue list of “Some Birds New to Colorado” 
contained in this issue will be found of especial 
interest and value, particularly in the range or 
