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General Notes. 
out the faulty portions, which in nearly all cases relate to abstract points 
similar to those just cited, the pages bear the impress of accurate observa- 
tion and original thought, while no one who loves the out-door side of 
Nature can fail to sympathize with the author’s sentiment or to be im- 
pressed by the truth and beauty of many of his passages. It is a pity that 
one who writes so delightfully will mar his work by a persistent adhesion 
to false principles. — William Brewster.] 
(General flotcs. 
The Golden-crested Wren breeding in the Colorado Valley. — 
July i, at an elevation of 11,500 feet, I shot an adult Golden-crested 
Wr en (Regulus satrapa). Its presence made its nesting here almost a 
certainty, but all doubts were set at rest by the capture of a young bird 
just from the nest, in another part of the county, at 11,000 feet on July 25. 
Several others were heard and seen. I judge it is not uncommon, but 
from the fact of its ordinary call-notes being so deceptively similar to the 
Creeper’s notes, it is easily passed by. So far as I know it seems to range 
a little above the bulk of the Ruby-crowns. — Frank M. Drew, How- 
ards.ville , San Juan County , Col. 
Notes on the Winter Wren (. Anorthura troglodytes hy emails '). — 
My chance acquaintance with a chapter in the life-history of this species, 
during a recent visit to Grand Manan, N.B., may not be uninteresting to 
the readers of the Bulletin. I was informed by Mr. S. F. Cheney that its 
occurrence in that locality, where it is called the Spruce Wren, is not 
common. He has seen an occasional pair in previous j’ears, principally 
in the winter season, and noted its prolonged sweet song, but he had 
never met with their nest, supposing always that it was placed on the 
ground in hollow logs. During the breeding season the dense spruce 
swamps are its home and in such a situation, upon one of the outlying 
islands near Grand Manan, I found its snugly hidden nest. At that 
time no owner appeared and I was ignorant of the value of my prize, but 
visiting the locality again on June 2, and carefully approaching to avoid 
disturbing its occupant, if any, to a distance of scarce five feet, I saw, 
cautiously thrust out from the mass of green moss, a brown little head, 
followed in a moment by the unmistakable form of the Winter Wren. 
It displayed scarce any fear, alighting only three or four feet from me, 
jerking its tail forward over its back and scolding vehemently, somewhat 
in the manner of our common House Wren. After watching it for 
several minutes, in my anxiety to procure it, I proceeded to back 
