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the goat-hunters yelled for me to come 
back. : 
the Mexicans call the Caracara, alight on 
the cypress tree near the cabin. A shot 
while the bird was still in the tree and 
another, as, wounded, it circled within 
range, secured the only Guadalupe Cara- 
cara of the expedition. Again on Septem- 
ber 21, I visited the cypress and upper 
camp. On this date I had the pleasure of 
comparing the songs of the Guadalupe 
House Finch and the Dusky Kinglet, and 
had I not been prejudiced in favor of 
Regulus I would at once have given pre- 
ference to the Finch: as it is I am left 
undecided. The song of the House Finch 
is rich and jolly, and that of the Kinglet is 
modestly sweet and dainty. The quality 
in the one which appeals to your musical 
sense is lacking in the other. A Mourning 
Dove was seen around the slaughter pens 
in the afternoon. It was undoubtedly a 
migrant. At 7 o'clock on the evening of 
the 22d, we left Guadalupe Island for San 
Diego, thus ending a most interesting 
sojourn in this out-of-the-way place.’’ 
Mr. Judson exhibited specimens of rare 
Hummingbirds from south-eastern Arizona. 
The Southern Division met November 28, 
at the residence of H. A. Gaylord in Pasa- 
dena. The» Committee on Arrangements 
reported that everything was favorable for 
a successful meeting on December 28, when 
the Division will meet at the home of W. 
B. Judson at Highland Park. Nominations 
for Division officers for 1897 were made. 
NORTHERN DIVISION. 
The Northern Division met December 5, 
at the residence of C. Barlow in San Jose. 
Several visitors were present. Dr. J. G. 
Cooper of Haywards, and Lyman Belding 
of Stockton, were elected to Honorary 
Membership in theclub. The receipt of 
Vol. Il. of Major Bendire’s ‘‘Life Histor- 
ies’’ was reported, the same having been 
placed in the club library. Arrangements 
have been made to have the annual meet- 
ing in January, an exceptional one in point 
of interest. A special programme has been 
prepared and invitations will be issued. 
The Northern Division will meet January 
g, in San Jose. The annual election of 
officers will occur at the January meeting. 
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A. W. Anthony, who recently returned from an 
expedition to Lower California, will soon sail on 
another collecting trip, exploring this time the 
islands of the Gulf. 
I turned and saw a ‘‘Queleli, ’ as- 
Finding the Killdeer’s Nest. 
BY F. E. NEWBURY. 
AKING much interest in the article on 
the Killdeer by Mr. H. R. Taylor, 
some time since, and the remarks in 
THE NipoLocist by Mr. F. M. Dille, I 
thought it would be interesting to the 
many readers of the magazine to learn of my 
experience with a pair of Killdeers in 
Rhode Island. 
The Killdeer is not common in this state, 
but for several years I have known of the 
presence ofa pair in fields bordering Cowe- 
sett Bay, in the town of Warwick, about 
twelve miles from Providence. At the 
commencemeut of the season of 1895, I 
made up my mind to take a set of eggs of 
the Kildeer Plover in Rhode Island, if such 
a thing were possible. With that end in 
view I spent the night of the 17th of May 
at a farm house, and started at daylight on 
the 18th to look for my Killdeers. Sure 
enough, they were there, and acting very 
queerly, flying about with their shrill cry 
of ‘‘Kill-dee’’ ‘‘Kill-dee,’’ and dividing 
their time among three fields bordering the 
bay, and I could not get them to locate or 
settle down in any particular field. ’ After 
watching them until nearly time to take 
the train for Providence, I gaveit up for 
that day. 
On the 25th I made another trial, and 
started both birds again, at first the female, 
and she acted like a sitting bird, dusting 
herself and acting as if she had left a nest 
of eggs. The male soon joined her, and 
they acted the same as on the 18th, flying 
over-head, uttering their cries, and alight- 
ing far from where I started them, where 
they began feeding unconcernedly. 
The male was very demonstrative and 
noisy at this time, and I confess their 
actions puzzled me. They acted like birds 
witha nest of eggs, but to locate it wasa 
puzzling matter, sol gave up in despair 
aad started for home on my wheel. 
I spent the whole of the 30th collecting 
in that locality, and incidently noticed that 
the Killdeers were still there, so stayed 
over night at the farm bouse, and at 4 
A. M. on the 31st, I was out to make my 
last attempt to find their eggs. I had 
practically made up my mind which one of 
the three fields contained the nest if there 
was one, so made my way cautiously to 
that spot. 
