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Gulls of didcrent kinds. The downward<br />

drop of the great red beak, in flight, was<br />

the first thing to suggest the species. The<br />

birds stayed two days. When not flying,<br />

they stood on the sand-bars in the river,<br />

but, when the storm raised the water over<br />

the bars, they left. A thunderstorm that<br />

came the night before we saw the birds<br />

may have driven them inland.<br />

One more unusual sight for June, in our<br />

village, is the appearance of Pine Siskins,<br />

several of which have frequented our yard<br />

of late. Kmza F. Mii.i.er, 5f//?('/,Fcrwo«/.<br />

A Chimney Swift's Care of Its Young<br />

The following extract from a letter by<br />

Mrs. Sophia W. Morgan, of Madison,<br />

Wisconsin, is sent without her knowledge,<br />

but I think she will have no objection.<br />

"Since we first went to the farm, Swifts<br />

have built nests and reared their families in<br />

our chimney; last summer (1915) the<br />

same. The day was raw and wretched<br />

when we saw three of the young flying<br />

around the house. About four o'clock I<br />

went to my room, and on the alcove<br />

screen saw what I at first thought to be a<br />

large bat, but going close to it found it<br />

was a Swift. The windows open out and<br />

the screens are inside, and it was on one<br />

of these the Swift was fastened. (Its<br />

claws have hooks unlike those of other<br />

birds.) The windows face the east, so<br />

when open protect from the cold north<br />

wind. I called M., and she soon discovered<br />

that it was a mother bird and<br />

under each wing she held a young bird.<br />

We examined it and talked in its very face,<br />

and though among the most timid of<br />

birds, not a flinch was visible. I should<br />

have closed my window at night, but the<br />

little mother continued to wrap her young<br />

and stayed through the night. I scarcely<br />

slept, rising often to see the devotion,<br />

almost superhuman. At nearly nine in<br />

the morning they were still there, but<br />

soon flew away."<br />

Mrs. Morgan has been a bird-lover and<br />

observer for several years, and sees with<br />

thought as well as with eyes. Susan<br />

M. Williamson, Elizabeth, N. J.<br />

Notes from Field and Study 3^1<br />

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Evening Grosbeaks at Smyrna, N. Y.<br />

.\ flock of six ICvening Grosbeaks have<br />

visited Smyrna, Chenango Co., N. Y.<br />

They came March 11, 1916, and remained<br />

three weeks, appearing in the<br />

morning and again in the afternoon of each<br />

day, feeding upon locust seeds.<br />

The birds were fearless, which gave a<br />

fine opportunity to study their coloring<br />

by the aid of the field-glass—a beautiful<br />

sight when the ground was snow-covered.<br />

—Mrs. W. I.. Ch.\pman, Stnynui, N. Y.<br />

A Late Record for the Evening Grosbeak<br />

On February 9, 1916, a flock of fifteen<br />

or twenty Evening Grosbeaks were seen<br />

by Miss Hattie T. Burnham, at Fort Ann,<br />

New York. Until the last of March, one<br />

or two birds were seen about the village<br />

streets gleaning maple and elm seeds.<br />

May 20, Silas Vaughan asked me to come<br />

to see a strange bird which had been about<br />

the maple trees in his yard all day. It was<br />

a beautiful male Evening Grosbeak. It<br />

was quite tame; and early in the day had<br />

been seen drinking from a pipe under the<br />

kitchen window. The following day, the<br />

bird was gone. Stewart H. Burnham,<br />

Hudson Falls, N. Y.<br />

Chased by a Great Horned Owl<br />

Toward twilight of a September day<br />

in 1914, I was sitting in a canoe up the<br />

Inlet above Second Connecticut Lake,<br />

N. H., watching for an Owl which, I<br />

believed, used as a hunting-stand one or<br />

more of the many dead trees. Suddenly<br />

a Belted Kingfisher shot upstream, flying<br />

low over the water and yelling bloody<br />

murder, a Great Horned Owl a few yards<br />

behind. They appeared from around a<br />

bend below me and disappeared around<br />

a bend just above, the Owl still in close<br />

chase, but the Kingfisher presently<br />

swung back over the trees alone and<br />

passed on downstream. That the Owl, its<br />

first swoop failing, continued so far in<br />

pursuit instead of giving up at once,<br />

seems to me of interest. Charles H.<br />

Rogers, New York Cilv.

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