Bubo virgin! anus . 
. Concord, Mass. 
1898. I directed ray steps towards Prescott's pines this evening for 
June 21. the express purpose of looping up the young Owl and as I ap- 
( Mo .11 ) . proached the place I saw something yellowish which I took to 
be the bird but which proved to be a sheet of brown paper. A 
moment later I heard some Blue Jays screaming excitedly on the 
hillside about sixty yards off. Walking quietly along the 
path I came nearly under them and scrutinizing closely the 
trees around me I at length made out the form of a Great 
Horned Cwl perched on the torjmost spray of a green and vigor- 
ous young pine, sitting erect and motionless, gazing off over 
the woods towards the west as if absorbed in watching the 
sunset. Against the strongly lighted background of sky his 
figure stood out in bold relief. He was a small but fully 
adult male bird and no doubt the father of the young which 
were reared this spring in Lawrence's woods. His coloring 
was very light and grayish, his "horns" unusually long and 
prominent. He had probably found and was caring for the young 
bird which Gilbert had left at the foot of the hill. 
As I stood watching him, peering up though a small open- 
ing in the pine branches which concealed me very effectually, 
the Jays (there were but two of them and they were doubtless 
the pair whose nest Gilbert found a week or more ago near the 
place where he turned out the young Owl ) attacked him 
