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160 THE CONDOR ' Vol. XVIII were foraging industriously for themselves, but were given occasional bits of food by their elders. They were very tame, and allowed me to come within a few yards before flying. Warblers were quite scarce. We saw a few Black-fronted and Olive warblers but no Red-faced. During our hunting we confinally heard Kinglets (Regulus calendula) in the tops of high trees. We found one partly built nest, and a little later Howard saw a bird fly into a bunch of long moss, about sixty feet up in a slender dead fir tree. He came beaming, to report, and right after dinner we went up to the tree, which he struck with his hatchet. 'A little mite of a bird darted out of the moss and away. Howard climbed up and found the nest, completely hidden among the cluster of dead twigs overgrown with moss. With considerable di?culty he got the eggs out from among the twigs and into his mouth, and I counted eight as he made the transfer. Then he fastened a small rope to the branch and, cutting it off, lowered it to me. The nest was a beautiful object in its setting of grey moss and twigs. The eight eggs were fresh; the date, May 25. The next morning I saw a Kinglet gathering moss or grass from the ground and carrying it into the extreme top of a tall fir. We did not climb to this nest, however. About three o'clock that afternoon we set out on our return trip. Our shoes were nearly gone and my shirt was little more than a neck band. Driv- ing the horses ahead of us we hurried down, but even though we hurried it was after nine o'clock before we got into camp, too tired to do more than go to bed. The next morning we were up at 4:30, and, after some repairs to our shoes, and a hasty breakfast, started down the 9anyon to collect a set of eggs from the nest of a Gray Vireo we had previously discovered. We also took sets of Costa Hummingbird and Lucy Warbler. A set of Western Gnat- catcher previously discovered was still incomplete. We got back to camp early, and packed our nests in boxes, for Foran to bring out in his wagon, as he was going to Tucson the next day. We were glad to be relieved of such a load, as they made quite a large bulk altogether. This day had nearly finished our shoes, so next morning, the 28th, the prospect of a twenty-one mile hike over a rocky trail made us realize the necessity of some further repairs. An old bootleg, a piece of canvas from an old tent, some nails and cord furnished the means, and lasted nearly half the trip back. The balance of the trail was negotiated very carefully. I found another nest of Arizona Cardinal before we started, and about a mile from camp a Zone-tailed Hawk left her nest in a small cottonwood, containing a beautiful set of two fresh eggs. This was evidently the second laying of a pair whose nest Howard had found on the first trip. A set of Cooper Hawk eggs was taken from a nest in a vine-covered oak. About three o'clock we reached our wheels, and then loafed along toward Tucson with the idea of arriving after dark. Strenuous is the word that best describes the ten days we had just passed. A hot bath and a good dinner made us both feel fit for our trip among the giant mesquites and cactus the next day, but that is another story. Tombstone, Arizona, March 14, 1916.