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at Banner. These will be posted close to, or over the water to attract 
the “prothonotaries” and should give much needed information about 
these lovely yellow swamp warblers. 
When I covered the bluebird boxes on the Hamilton route I found 
a mummified female bluebird above a nest of addled eggs. A second 
female later had accepted the box and laid four additional eggs with- 
out building a nest over the dried former occupant. Three eggs were 
at one side of the dead bird’s body and one was held somewhat 
suspended in the corner by the dead bird’s wing. I removed the 
dead birds and all eggs. Then I remade the nest and replaced the 
good eggs. Imagine my pleasure at seeing the mother return. She 
incubated three of the four eggs. 
May 9th saw the appearance of a Mississippi kite—the first in 
several years. 
Young bluebirds were flying by May 27. Quail started laying 
on May 29. On June 1 the baby barn swallows flew and made a 
graceful and prolonged flight, finally settling on the telegraph wires. 
They returned to the nest to roost until the 11th. 
Earlier this season I noticed a knothole in my farm garage door. 
I built a wren box on the opposite side. A pair of wrens accepted 
this new domicile and seemed to care little whether the door was 
open or closed, swinging or at rest. After the first egg was laid the 
mother slept in the nest. The first two nights as I drove up, the 
automobile lights disturbed her and she flew out into the darkness 
but returned to lay her egg early the next day. On the third night 
she stuck her head out but remained inside the hole. After eight 
eggs were laid she started incubating. She developed such confidence 
that with any normal swinging of the door, she remained inside and 
only under violent motion would she inquire the cause or fly fussing 
to the neighboring post. 
Quncy, feb. 28, 1939, 
An Arkansas Kingbird Family, and Other Notes 
By Mrs. ROBERT WORK 
THIS PAST year has been one of many new experiences with birds, an 
unusual number of new species having been identified. Of our local 
records the following are the most interesting: 
On April 27 we found hundreds of American golden plovers scat- 
tered over a newly-ploughed field south of Barrington, busily feeding, 
undisturbed by passing cars. The afternoon sun lighted up their 
gold spangles and stunning jet-black underparts bordered by snowy 
white, making a memorable picture. 
For the first time, after many years of residence, we heard, on 
