THE OOLOGIST 



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During those ten days of solitude we 

 got pretty discouraged with Florida, 

 and I decided to brave the month of 

 March up in Connecticut, and go home 

 I "sprung" it this time and became a 

 "squealer," but Worthington agreed to 

 go too, so we sacrificed our outfii, 

 took the "Osceola" from Welaka the 

 night of February 11, at twelve o'clock 

 and took the trip down to Jackson- 

 ville. 



On February 13th we took the Clyde 

 liner "Mohawk" and came to New 

 York City. 



I don't suppose this story I have 

 written will ever appear in print, as it 



is the first I have ever written, and I 

 imagine is pretty crude, but if it should 

 1 hope Mr. Worthington will not see 

 it, as I imagine it would not digest 

 very well with him, but with me it is 

 only a kind of confession. 



I wrote it in answer to the appeal 

 for more copy, by the Editor of our 

 nice little representative paper, "The 

 Oologist," which I hope to take all my 

 life and if I can "The Oologist" will 

 probably last a' good many years as I 

 am not far past a score. 



Harold N. Vars, 

 Plainfield, Conn. 



Nest and Eggs of Texas Meadow Lark. — Photo by E. J. La Baron 



