from what it was in the spring. I saw two mocking- 

 birds and heard snatches of song. I heard the pecu- 

 liar frog-like note which these birds utter only in win- 

 ter. The call of the catbird betrayed its presence. 

 One day a Carolina wren burst into song. A male 

 black-throated blue warbler made a short stop on his 

 way south. The hummingbird dipped into a canna 

 blossom. The ovenbird tarried for a few days. The 

 yellow-bellied sapsucker drilled holes in the gingko 

 tree. The flickers were pleased to sit in the top of the 

 tall pecan tree and call to each other. The red- 

 headed woodpeckers were less in evidence than in the 

 spring-time. A goldfish remained one day. The 

 wood pewee could generally be found in the same 

 place. 



For two weeks, my visits to the garden were inter- 

 rupted. When I returned on November 10, I was 

 greeted by red-eyed towhees, ruby-crowned kinglets, 

 and a flock of about thirty white- throated sparrows. 

 These stayed all winter and the sparrows made the 

 garden cheery with their sweet songs. 



The following birds made up the list of winter resi- 

 dents: cardinals, blue jays, brown thrashers, red- 

 headed woodpeckers, mockingbirds, red-eyed towhees, 

 white-throated sparrows, and ruby-crowned kinglets, 

 the first five being permanent residents. A flock of 

 cedar waxwings came in almost every day to feed on 

 the berries of the Ilex vomitoria. 



On April 19, 1915, I was much interested in seeing 

 some blue jays and a red-headed woodpecker catching 

 insects on the wing. The latter looked like a small 

 wet blanket' trying to fly, but he seemed successful in 



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