10 DHE? A:iU.DU BON? BUDD heii) 
Department of Zoology, University of Michigan, Ann Arbor, Michigan. 
The “Nature Guides” whom the Indiana Department of Conservation 
normally station at the park in the summer are always glad to be of service 
in leading bird hikes, and in directing people to parts of the park where 
they may expect to find particular species. For peace, quiet, and a good 
opportunity to observe birds, the early summer is probably the best time 
for a visit to Turkey Run. Nesting activities and song are then at their 
height, and the park is not so crowded as to make it difficult to get a little 
time and space to oneself. 
In conclusion the author wishes to extend appreciation to his uncle, Dr. 
Frederick Cleveland Test, for suggestions in the preparation of this paper, 
and for some of the photographs illustrating it. 
Ann Arbor, Michigan. 
FI ia FI 
A Naturalist on the Move 
By VERNA R. JOHNSTON 
TRAVEL IN WARTIME is no mean luxury, and when in the summer of 1943 
an opportunity came my way to join a group of biologists on a research 
trip thru the southeastern states, it was accepted in rapid order. The trip 
was sponsored by the University of Illinois Graduate School and the 
Department of Zoology, and was headed by Dr. Victor E. Shelford.* Its 
purpose was to secure information on the natural history and ecology of 
virgin and second-growth forests throughout the south and east, with stops 
at as many wildlife refuges, national forests, and privately-owned tracts as 
could be sandwiched into five concentrated weeks. During the 5,000 miles 
of travel in our reliable little station-wagon, we studied many interesting 
biological communities, saw birds, reptiles, and plants foreign to an 
Illinoisan, and learned of fascinating places we did not know existed. This 
article is a record of the highlights of the trip. 
We left central Illinois in early July, at a time when it resembled a 
continuous moving picture of flat, fertile farmland, soybean and corn fields, 
the land of the meadowlark, bluebird, indigo bunting, and dickcissel. But 
southern Illinois was like a jump into a new and distant environment — 
rolling green hills and picturesque valleys, sprinkled with red-roofed farm 
houses and herds of cattle; isolated groves of drooping pin oak trees; 
wooded ravines; sloping stretches clothed with hardwood forests — and 
overhanging all, that same blue haze that falls upon the Smoky Mountains. 
Now and then the scene was interrupted by the less colorful shafts, shanties, 
and clattering railroad cars of a coal mine center, but it soon reverted to 
the peace of the hills. The wildlife seemed much the same as in flatter 
country, we being still close to it. 
Near the tip of southern Illinois lies the new and beautiful Shawnee 
*Professor of Zoology at the University of Illinois, author of ‘‘Animal Communities 
in Temperate America,’’ ‘‘Laboratory and Field Ecology,’’ co-author of ‘‘Bio-Ecology,”’ 
one of the country’s ranking ecologists. 
