Prize Article. 



Two days in the tamaracks- 



About twelve miles noj tii of our 

 town is a small body of water called Wind Lake, 

 over which the Milwaukee sportsmen and the 

 farmers have been lighting for. years, the sports- 

 men own a club house and objected to having the 

 lake drained.! the farmers wanted it diain.d. 

 The farmers won, the lake was partially drained, 

 now it is surrounded by a tamarack swamp of 

 several thousand acres. My chum and I decided 

 that it would be a good place to go for specime is 

 in botauy aad oology, so one morning late in 

 June we set out on our wheels for the lake. 

 In a short time we reached the farm house where 

 we intended to stop, after unloading and eating 

 dinner we set out for the tamaracks. Just as we 

 started I took a King bird's nest in a small oak. 

 About a mile from the tamaracks we entered the 

 swamp proper, the ground here was covered with 

 a dense mat of ferns and night shades, perhaps 

 you can imagine how we struggled through it. 

 Plovers and Killdeer rose all around, we flushed 

 a Plover from its nest and secured four badly in- 

 cubated eggs, averaging 1.76 x 1.30. Tne next 

 nest we came across was an American Bittern. 

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