198 YELLOW WARBLER. 
while walking in the pine woods. With the rest, it had apparently been feeding upon 
the ground, and had flown up to a low branch of a pine, where it sat and began to 
give forth a very beautiful song, which he described as consisting of detached, melodious 
whistling notes. During the next few days, I confined my trips to the spruce woods, 
and though I watched eagerly for this to me strange Warbler, I did not see it until the 
last day of my stay in the locality, when I heard a few strange Vireo-like notes coming 
from some thick pines, and, hurrying to the spot, soon had the satisfaction of seeing 
one of these Warblers on the low limbs of a huge pine, where it was moving quickly 
over the large branches, its manner and whole appearance reminding me instantly of 
the Pine Creeper (Dendroica vigorsii). A few moments later, a second specimen was 
seen....As all the Warblers present here at this time were migrants, we may reason- 
ably infer that, with the others, this species was en route from.some locality to the 
north, and perhaps it may be found to be a rare inhabitant of the high pine region 
throughout Arizona and New Mexico.” 
NAMES: OL1ive WarBLER, Orange-breasted Warbler. 
SCIENTIFIC NAMES: Sylvia olivacea Giraud (1841). DENDROICA OLIVACEA RBatrp (1858). Peuce 
dramus olivaceus Coues (1875). 
DESCRIPTION: Upper parts, ashy; head and neck all around orange-brown or intense saffron yellow, with 
a broad black stripe on the sides of the head through the eyes; wings, blackish but much white on 
the inner webs of the quills. Belly and sides, whitish, tinged with olive. Female, duller; lacking the 
black bar, which is replaced by whitish. 
Length about 4.75 inches; wing, 3.00; tail, 2.25 inches. 
YELLOW WARBLER. 
Dendroica zstiva Barrp. 
Puiate XV. Fic. 1. ° 
AlaHE SPRING in our Northern and Eastern States does not awake when the first 
Robin and Bluebird, just returned from the sunny South, carol forth their 
enchanting spring melodies. It lingers along for more than two months from its com- 
mencement, and, although a season of hopes and promises, it is frequently interrupted 
by short periods of wintry gloom. Till the last days of May we notice a constant 
struggle between winter and spring. The more hardy birds return from their winter 
quarters in April, but we do not find many flowers and bright colors during that 
month. In early May, the ever-changing aspects of the fields, the meadows and woods, 
are sources of continual pleasure to the friend of nature. The colt’s foot, the modest 
liverwort, the delicate wood-anemone, and a multitude of violets, more numerous than 
the stars of heaven, afford us the agreeable sentiment of spring beauty. Every morning’s 
sun is greeted by new flowers, until every nook sparkles with them, and every pathway 
is embroidered with them. Gradually countless numbers of dandelions, anemones, 
buttercups, saxifrages, columbines, solomon’s sealsfollow, draping every place with the 
universal wreath of spring. Though we do not find the glowing colors and rich perfumes 
