94 THE NIDOLOGIST 
throat along the Wabash right-of-way, a 
short distance west of town. I had already 
taken a beautiful set of five, from this trim 
little Warbler and was entering a more 
open spot, when I flushed a small bird, just 
to the left and a little behind me. I turned 
quickly but not soon enough to see the 
bird, which probably darted into tall grass 
beyond. 
I had no difficulty in locating the nest, 
but found it empty. A glance, showed me 
that it was hardly finished and I passed on, 
with a look of innocence and indifference 
on my face, that must have deceived the 
little bird, if watching me. I did not fail to 
notice however, a bird-home, strange to 
any of my former experiences. I spent a 
goood many hours wondering what I had 
in store for my cabinet and could wait no 
longer than May 18, to make my second 
visit. 
As I expected, strange eggs were there, 
two in number. 
I passed on as before, and on my third 
visit, on May 21,1 took four white eggs, 
which proved to be those of Bachman’s 
Sparrow. ‘Two of the set are dotted with 
three or four nearly obscure spots of a 
neutral tint, the others are of immaculate 
white. 
The eggs average .54x 65 inches in 
measurement, and present an almost round 
appearance. The nest was placed flat on 
the ground in the center of a small clump 
of weeds, and the foundation was composed 
entirely of corn-husks, as was also the 
sides, with the addition of large grass- 
blades. The nest measured as follows: 
Outer diameter, four inches; height, four 
and a half inches; inner diameter, two and 
three-fourth inches; depth, two and a half 
inches, being neatly lined with fine grasses 
and horse-hair. 
Isaac E. Hkss. 
Philo, Ill. 
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Breeding of the Turkey Vulture 
EDITOR NIpOLOGIST:—Mr. J. K. Strecker, Jr., in 
his article headed ‘‘Habits of A udubon’s Caracara” in 
January issue of Nip when speaking of the extent of 
the breeding season of several of the birds in that sec- 
tion mentions in particular the Turkey Vulture, as hav- 
ing a longer breeding season than in any other section of 
the South. I may say that my notes on the same bird 
will cover about the same length of time, although a 
little later in the season. I have taken perfectly fresh 
eggs in this county (Guilford) from the last of March 
to the first half of June, but most sets are taken in 
April. : Jor H. ARMFIELD. 
Greensboro, N, C. 
An Early Eagle Trip 
FTER giving the Golden Eagles a three 
years respite, on February 23 of this 
year, in company with H. C. Ward of 
Alameda, I took the train for my old range 
in San Benito County. As one such expe- 
dition is very like another, and as I might 
tresspass upon space alloted to other more 
interesting matter if I got well started, I 
shall not attempt to make a long story, 
more especially as our ‘‘take,’’ after 
examining five nests, situated many miles 
apart, was but two eggs, secured on the 
day of our arrival. It I say anything more 
soon on the subject it will be in collabora- 
tion with Mr. Barlow in an illustrated dis- 
quisition on the momentous question, 
“Should the Price of Eagle’s Eggs be 
Raised?”’ 
It was on February 24 that Ward and I 
discovered a pair of Golden Eagles build- 
ing their nest. There is nothing remark- 
able in this, but our find was so unexpected 
that it was to me the most interesting 
incident of a four days’ trip. We were 
riding, ‘‘saddle-back,’’ along a _ well 
traveled road in the low hills when Ward 
espied an Eagle sailing low over a hill near 
by on our right. “I see the nest!’ he 
cried, ‘‘see that black thing up there?’’ and 
he pointed to an almost indistinguishable 
object half a mile off. 
At this moment the Eagle flew across 
the road not fifty feet over our heads. 
“Didn’t I tell you! see the stuff in his 
beak,’’ yelled Ward. Sure enough, the 
Eagle carried in his beak a handful of dry 
weeds. We watched him unti! he deliber- 
ately settled in a small oak tree on an 
inconsequential eminence on the left of the 
road and not over 8o feet from us. And 
then we saw in the center of the same tree, 
situated on a fork, the nest, which other- 
wise we should have undoubtedly over- 
looked. Who would ever think of seeing 
an Eagle’s nest in such a spot. 
Ward was off his horse and over the 
fence in a minute. As he reached the 
tree, the other Eagle, also with nest 
lining in its beak, circled toward the 
nest, and as he started to climb, the 
first one flew out from among the 
branches with a frightened clatter and 
winged its way toward safety not over 
forty feet above my horse. It was fol- 
lowed by its mate, still hanging to the 
bunch of weeds. One could almost hear 
