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same song several times in tlie breed- 

 ing season, and searched in vain for a 

 nest. 



On May 20, 1920, while trailing a 

 Kentucky Warbler in an effort to lo- 

 cate a nest, I heard an excited chip- 

 ping in a nearby vine in a shriller note 

 tha'n that of tlie Kentucky, and re- 

 maining perfectly still, a Swamson 

 Warbler soon came in to plain view. 

 Her actions plainly indicated a nest 

 nearby, and after a few minutes 

 search I was gazing into a nest ap- 

 parently just completed, that fitted 

 well the description of Mr. Wayne, Mr. 

 Brewster, and others. 



On May 27, in company witli Rev. 

 Wallace, an enthusiastic bird photo- 

 grapher, I returned to the nest, flush- 

 ing the female from three pure white 

 eggs. Carefully clipping away the 

 honeysuckle vines on one side of the 

 nest so as to get a clear view, and 

 using a leafy screen to conceal the 

 camera, Mr. Rogers lay behind a bush 

 to await the bird's return. After in- 

 specting the camera, and looking care- 

 fully over the prostraie photographer 

 from a twig not more than foui leet 

 away, she finally settled on the nest, 

 soon becoming brave enough to allow 

 near approach. When finally a picture 

 of the eggs in situ, was desired, she 

 remained at her post until Mr. Rogers 

 was at arms' length. 



The nest was in thick damp wood, 

 near a tiny stream, but only 50 yards 

 from putting green of a much used 

 golf course. Bamboo and honey suckle 

 vines slung under a small elm, had 

 pulled it down to a horizontal position, 

 the nest being hung in the vines, six 

 inches below the elm and three feet 

 above the ground. The nest which 

 was collected with the eggs for Emory 

 University, Atlanta, was more roughly 

 built than any Warbler nest I have 

 found except those of some Kentucky 

 Warblers, being composed chiefly of 



dead leaves, lined with pine needles 

 and a few rootlets, 



W. H. La Parde, Jr., 



Atlanta, Ga. 



A WELCOME VISITOR 



Frederic H. Kennard, of Dudley 

 Road, Newton Center, Massachusetts, 

 one of New England's distinguished or- 

 nithologists, registered at our Museum 

 on the 23rd of May, having dropped off 

 on his return from a five months' out- 

 ing in Florida, Lousiana, Texas, Ari- 

 zona and California. 



The particular object of his visit 

 was to investigate the nesting of the 

 Blue Goose on the home place of "Ye 

 Editor." And as luck would have it 

 one of these rare birds hatched on the 

 day of his arrival, and he took away 

 with him the skin of a one day old 

 bird, from a pair, the male of which 

 is a Lesser Snow Goose, and the fe- 

 male is a Blue Goose. The mother of 

 this young bird is the hrst Blue Gtose, 

 so far as we know any record of as hav- 

 ing been raised in confinement, and its 

 first picture appears in Volume 

 XXXVIII, Page 12 of The Oologist, 

 though with a misleading statement 

 that it is a picture of a Snow Goose, 

 which error we regret very much. We 

 expect other and future photographs of 

 this rare bird. 



R. M. Barnes. 



AN EASTER EGG HUNT 



Mr. Zeitlin and I were camped in 

 Vulture land on Easter day all set for 

 an egg hunt. Clouds got together and 

 rain threatened, so we decided to hit 

 it for home as we were on roads that 

 our Lizzie could not make it over after 

 a rain. 



We stopped on tlie road side near 

 some rocky bluffs where Mr. Maxon 



