White-crowned Sparrow . Two handsome-pluraaged birds 
together in our Farm lane on May 13, One uttered every 
now and then a sweet, plaintive song beginning with tv/o 
notes very like a Vesper Saprrow's opening ones and fol¬ 
lowed by half a dozen more suggestive of those of the 
Tree Sparrow. My crude, whistled imitation of them was 
often promptly answered by their author. On the 14th a 
single bird, also in the lane, sang at intervals all day 
long. His song, wild and plaintive, reminding me of a 
Meadow Lark's, He also uttered the whit call and a 
faint, lisping chirp common to most Sparrows, It was, no . 
doubt, the self-sa.me male that continued to haunt the 
lane or the Forsythia thicket in front of our house during 
the next two days. On the 15th he was heard in full song, 
every now and then, through the entire day but on the 
loth kept silent save in early morning. He had a wild, 
sweet, plaintive voice and notes essentially unvaried in 
form and sequence yet differing sufficiently in quality 
or expression from time to time to remind me by turns of 
those of the Vesper Sparrow, of the Tree Sparrow, of 
the Meadow Lark and, occasiona,lly, even of the Hermit Thrush, 
Such suggestiveness implies, of course, that the song was 
very pleasing and it so impressed me despite the fact that 
it was not sufficiently loud to be heard distinctly and to 
the best advantage at distances exceeding fifty or sixty 
yards. 
