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am almost certain that I heard the 

 call of the Pileated Woodpecker. Tur- 

 key Vultures and Nighthawks were 

 flying around overhead. About the 

 middle of August a group of about 

 twenty herons appeared at the cedar 

 swamp, and were seen there and at 

 the adjacent cranberry reservoir 

 daily until I left the region in Septem- 

 ber. They were probabl.y immature 

 Little Blue Herons, as the color of 

 legs of the individuals I had close 

 views of more resembled that of the 

 Little Blue Herons than of the Egrets, 

 but as I did not obtain specimens the 

 identification is not quite positive. 



On the whole, if it were not for the 

 hordes of biting insects and the im- 

 penetrableness of the jungle, the 

 cedar swamp would be a great place 

 for bird observation, as it contains 

 many forms not observed in the sur- 

 rounding country, and appears to be a 

 regular bird paradise. 



A common and interesting breeder of 

 the pine barren region, outside of 

 the cedar swamps, is the Blue-winged 

 Warbler. It nests especially near the 

 scrub oak trees which are frequently 

 interspersed with the pine trees. At 

 several times during the summer I 

 had opportunity to observe the inter- 

 esting hybrid known as Brewster's 

 Warbler. It was found in the same lo- 

 cality as the Blue-winged, but it 

 puzzled me for sometime. However, 1 

 finally ascertained it to be this hybrid. 

 It would sing sometimes like the Gol- 

 den-winged Warbler, and sometimes 

 like the Blue-winged, but its appear- 

 ance was more like that of the latter. 

 Stuart T. Datiforth 



GLEANINGS FROM MY BIRD JOUR- 

 NAL 



Many years ago I recorded in The 

 Oologist some bird observations un- 

 der the title of "Gleanings From My 

 Note Book." In the present article I 



am venturing to offer similar notes on 

 birds in the hope that they might help 

 appease The Oologist cry of alarm for 

 "More Copy." 



We have taken The Oologist ever 

 since the beginning of our Oological 

 dream. I feel sure that not one of the 

 whole bunch wish to travel tlic remain- 

 ing thousand miles (not guaranteed) 

 of our life journey without the little 

 Oologist. Therefore, fellow oologists, 

 just dig up that bird journal and tell 

 us what there was so Important that 

 caused you to write up nine full pages 

 about that collecting trip or hitherto 

 unknown bird fact. That is what The 

 Oologist wants and what we want to 

 know. 



The Lake Keuka region of Western 

 New York is famous not only for the 

 multitude of birds but great variety of 

 species. There are more birds to the 

 square mile than almost any other por- 

 tion of Western New York, for we have 

 a wonderfully wide range of bird 

 haunts not only Lake Keuka surround- 

 ed by mountainous hills but large for- 

 ests of cattail swamps, deep cool and 

 picturesque hemlock clad gullies, well 

 as the famous Gvyanoga Valley where 

 that renowned Indian Chieftain "Red 

 Jacket" used to "whoop," eat venison, 

 and formulate treaties for the Six 

 Nations. His Indian name of "Sa-go- 

 ye-wa-tha" signifies "he keeps them 

 awake." 



That Red Jacket used to "whoop" in 

 the beautiful Gvyanoga Valley is 

 proven by the fact that even in this 

 day the inhabitants of that old Indian 

 valley refer to it as "Up the Holler." 

 Also within this region that ought to 

 be bird sanctuary is the wilderness of 

 Potter swamp where 87 species of 

 birds find congenial nesting haunts. 



In this Keuka region we have 217 

 species that occur during their proper 

 season and 115 are known to breed 

 here. Of this number 30 are Warblers 



