
BONAPARTE’S WEASEL, PUTORIUS CICOGNAN1. 
BONAEAKIE, S) WINS sO SOOO Guyana 
ALLAN 
This is the commonest weasel in South- 
ern Canada and Northern United States, 
and is the smallest species in America ex- 
cept its Pacific coast representative, P. C. 
streatort, and the tiny P. mxosus, which 
can always be distinguished by its ex- 
tremely small size and the lack of the 
black tip to the tail. 
Bonaparte’s weasel has a wide range, 
from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and in 
British Columbia it is fond from sea level 
to the tops of the highest peaks. 
East of the Cascade mountains it a!- 
ways turns white in winter but West of 
that range in Southern British Columbia, 
it rarely undergoes a seasonal change. 
As in all its congeners there is great dif- 
ference in size between the sexes, the fe- 
males being so much smaller than the 
males that to an ordinary observer, it 
would seemimpossiblefor them to belong 
to the same species. This variation is 
even more pronounced in the Puget Sound 
subspecies, (streatori), which differs from 
the typical form in being smaller and dark- 
er, with the white on lower surface con- 
fined to a narrow strip. 
These little weasels do more good than 
harm, as their principal food is mice, and 
other small, destructive rodents, although 
they can kill a good sized game bird 
when they have a chance. 
BROOKS. 
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The illustration represents a typical ex- 
ample in summer pelage. West of the 
Cascades they generally have less white 
on lower parts and intergrade with streat- 
Ort, 
SING A SONG OF HAPPY. 
WALTER M. HAZELTINE. 
Sing a song of happy, 
Glad as I can be; 
Don’t have much, but what I have 
Is quite a lot for me. 
When the clover blossoms 
I can smell the smell, 
And when they shoot pop-crackers 
I can whoop and yell. 
When folks go to circuses 
I can see them go, 
And the bloomer girls that ride on wheels 
I can watch, you know. 
Patches on my trousers, 
Many’s they will hold, 
And every patch is worth to me 
Twice its weight in gold. 
No, I’m -not a dudelet 
Nor peacock in a tree, 
But what I am, I tell you what, 
Is quite a lot for me. 

