232 BIRD PARADISE 



most cases where the birds are seen at the North 

 in the winter, such as larks and robins, they 

 have journeyed from the South — in some way 

 reaching their summer resort entirely out of 

 season. In all cases, however, there is no diffi- 

 culty in the birds getting along very nicely if 

 the food supply meets their wants. I notice that 

 all birds endure the cold very well if there is 

 plenty of food at their command. 



One of my favorite winter birds is the pine 

 grosbeak. His visits are irregular, sometimes 

 two or three years passing without a single speci- 

 men of the species being seen in our hill country. 

 The last I saw I think was three years ago this 

 winter. The male bird wears a very handsome 

 suit, part of it quite brilliant in its bright red 

 color. They have no love for the sunny South, 

 at least they never visit that favored region, but 

 seem to be entirely satisfied with the cold and 

 snowy Northwest. Their regard for the ever- 

 green woods gives them a part of their name — 

 the thickness of the bill yielding the latter por- 

 tion. Their song, if the word can be rightly ap- 

 plied to it, is a sort of soft rambling warble 

 broken by a few whistling notes. They are 



