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The cliff can be plainly seen from one of the hairpin curves on the 
auto road which now goes up Lookout Mountain and passes near the grave 
of Buffalo Bill. The nest, however, is difficult to see from this point 
without field glasses. I have revisited the locality several times, but 
apparently the eagles have never returned to this particular nest, in this 
respect following the example of the eagles of the Dry Creek nest, although 
the first birds did build again fairly close to the site of the plundered nest. 
So, so far as my observations with these two nests have gone, the 
question as to whether eagles are vicious attackers of intruders molesting 
their nests appears to be answered in the negative. 
Incidentally, both sets of eggs are on deposit in the zoological museum 
of the University of Michigan. The markings on these four eggs varied 
considerably, one egg of the first set being almost pure white, with only 
the faintest of pale brownish streaks, while the companion egg was par- 
ticularly attractive, bearing blotches, splashes and speckles of dark red- 
dish brown, interspersed with gray or hlac cloudings, carrying out the 
reputation of golden eagles eggs as being the most attractive of all the 
Raptores. Of the second set, one egg ran chiefly to pale lavender spottings, 
and the other to pale brown markings, neither as attractive as the more 
colorful egg of the Dry Creek set. 
In conclusion I may add that here in Southern California eagles are 
far from rare, and can not infrequently be seen in the mountainous sections, 
whence they stray occasionally into more populated districts. In fact, in 
June of this year (1946) the newspapers reported one, the species not 
given, that was electrocuted by flying into a high voltage power line 
between this city and Los Angeles. As I have never seen a bald eagle 
in this part of California, I assume that the victim was a golden eagle. 
Riverside, California. 
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Mrs. Bonney’s Nesting Owls 
By CoRA CLARKE MCELROY 
(Illustrations by Mrs. CHRISTINE BONNEY) 
THE TELEPHONE RANG. Then came the voice of my neighbor and fellow 
bird lover, Mrs. Guy Bonney: 
“Say, do you know what I’ve found at the lake? I think it’s the nest 
of a long-eared owl. I was going through a rather open space and there 
in a red haw, not fifteen feet up, was a pair of long ears above an old 
crow’s nest. At first I thought a rabbit had gone to roost there. Then 
the ears moved and the disk of an owl appeared.” 
“Tf the ears stuck straight up I guess that’s what it would have to be,” 
I said. “The great horned’s ears angle considerably.” 
Sure enough the owl was a long-eared, although there had been in 
Sangamon County but one previous record and that had been of one the 
preceding winter in Washington Park, Springfield. 
