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122 THE CONDOR VOL. X With sharp whistling notes they endeavored to drive me away from their home, and I obliged them by retreating to a log, where I sat'watching their maneuvers. Nothing more interbsting happened than the usual procedure of locating their terri- fied young, which in a few minutes were in evidence from the subdued tone of their notes; so continuing my way down stream I thought of another season to come when I would again make the trip to the South Fork for the sole purpose of ob- taining the nest and eggs of this very desirable bird. The opportunity arrived in May of last year, 1907, when in the company of "Fy" Taylor, my usual companion upon such expeditions, I returned to the same locality. And the 27th of May found us on the South Fork up to our necks in patches of huckleberry. A few nests found of the year previous told us we were on the right track and this was verified later by a bleached chip of rotten wood showing thru a bush of huckleberry which revealed a new nest empty, but appar- ently in readiness for the bird to take possession. On the following day upon our return the nest contained an egg. The bird being away we quickly left not caring to meet her at this period of the game. On our way back to camp another nest was found by Taylor in a clump of branches of an oak tree about eight feet from the ground above the stream. The nest was almost finished and as we stood beneath it the bird flew into the tree directly in front of us with more building material, but seeing us she quickly disappeared, and evidently started a home elsewhere, for the nest was never completed nor was the bird seen again. The last nest was found May 30t. h, placed in the shoots of an alder on the bank of the river, and like our previous experience the bird saw us and the nest was abandoned: By this time the first nest found contained three eggs, the bird having laid each day from the date of discovery and three days later, on the 3rd of June, we made a final trip to take the set, which was complete with the three eggs. During the three visits to this ?est the bird was not seen until the last moment. As we were wrapping her nest and eggs she darted into the bush above us and seeing the nest gone, flew to a nearby fence and was shot, to complete identification. All nests found were placed from two to eight feet from the ground, their favorite nesting site being in patches of huckleberry and in all cases situated close to the stream. This nest was placed in a bush of huckleberry on the edge of the stream three feet from the creek bed. It was composed of chips of dead wood, small branches of huckleberry, dead leaves and twigs, and held together with mosses and rootlets. The lining consisted of fine redwood bark, fibers, fine root- lets and the remains of dead leaves. The eggs are a shade lighter than the robin's and of one color. On the 28th of May, while on our way to the coast after nests of the Nuttall Spar- row another interesting bird was met with. After a hurried visit to a few mammal traps we made our way up a steep cattle-worn trail to the ridge above camp overlooking the ocean. At the top in the center of a little glade a small group of laurels, madrones, tan-oaksand firs, principally the latter, stood with the quiet of a hot morning atmosphere. And out of this quiet came at intervals the rolling note of a Louisiana Tanager which was a gentle hint for us to cross over and investigate the interior. Just as we broke thru the first low branches at the edge, a dead limb cracked under our feet and a much frightened and surprised Pileated Woodpecker dropped backward from a dead stump and went cackling off thru the timber, much the same as a guinea-hen warbles when with outstretched neck she endeavors to scale the barn yard fence. Floundering over logs and thru brush, Taylor was hot on his trail; for skins of these big fellows are worth a hard day's work, and besides when brought to view in after days usually bring up a pleasant memory. While I