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watch, circled over the field and came back to cross again where we could 
see them. A northern shrike also, added to the hawks of which I have 
already spoken, made his appearance. In the city of Banff there were both 
song and chipping sparrows, but we did not attempt to go deeper than that 
into their family histories. Banff and Lake Louise are both most beautiful 
and delightful places, and the Columbian ice fields on the Jasper road gave 
us our, until then, most intimate views of glaciers and snow capped peaks. 
Dan McCowan, Naturalist for Banff National Park, and Mrs. McCowan 
were extremely pleasant and helpful, and we enjoyed very much a lecture 
which Mr. McCowan gave at the Banff Springs Hotel. 
Once again on the way, we had beautiful mountain roads to the town 
of Kingsgate, where we recrossed the border into Eastport, Idaho. The 
next point of interest was a stop at Grand Coulee for a look at the enormous 
power dam that is being built there, and then on to Wenatchee, the great 
apple center of the west. One bit of road where we dropped two thousand 
feet in six miles will not soon be forgotten. The next stretch brought us to 
Mount Rainier National Park, where we had the pleasure of meeting Mr. 
E. A. Kitchin, the Naturalist and a former Chicagoan. Under his guidance 
we found Steller’s jay, a beautiful bird with a deeper blue and all the 
assurance of his eastern relative, a large flock of band-tailed pigeons, and 
another of the very colorful western tanager, a bald eagle, western evening 
grosbeak, Brewer’s blackbird, and an Oregon chickadee. The peak of Mount 
Rainier was clear for a good part of the morning and we enjoyed one of the 
finest sights of the trip. A visit to the museum with Mr. Kitchin was an 
event to make the day complete. On his advice we stopped in Tacoma for a 
visit to Point Defiance Park, where we made a five mile drive through a 
portion which had been left entirely natural except for the roadway, a good 
part of which was a one-way road with trees brushing the car on either side. 
Among the “finds” were several pileated woodpeckers, the arctic three-toed 
woodpecker, chestnut-backed chickadees, red-breasted nuthatch, Cassin’s 
purple finch, grey-headed junco, Gambel’s sparrow, and what we at the time 
listed as a black and white warbler. We now find it listed as a “casual” in 
that territory and are not so sure of our identification. Cover was so heavy 
that many birds we heard calling could not be seen, and it was a splendid 
sanctuary. 
At Seattle we parked the car and took to the boats, our first day’s sail 
landing us at Victoria, B. C., one of the loveliest cities it has been our 
fortune to visit. Flowers grow most profusely and luxuriantly (as they do 
also in Seattle and Vancouver) and even the street lights are decorated 
with beautiful hanging baskets. Gardens are universal and the Empress 
Hotel has one open to the public that is very much worth any one’s time. 
A small flock of California quail were wandering around among the flowers 
while we were there. The most wonderful private garden we had ever seen 
was that of Mr. Butchardt, a few miles out of Victoria, built in an aban- 
doned cement quarry and on the surrounding grounds, also open to the public. 
After a day of sightseeing at Vancouver we boarded the steamship 
Princess Alice, bound for Skagway, Alaska, with stops at Alert Bay and 
Prince Rupert in British Columbia and Ketchikan, Wrangell and Juneau, 
