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Title: The Oölogist for the student of birds, their nests and eggs
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Lattin, Frank H
Subjects: Birds Birds
Publisher: Albion, N.Y. : Frank H. Lattin
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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In addition to one Meadowlark andthree Grackles that have stayedaround my home town all win-ter, I find the early birds more anx-ious than common, to get back to theirnorthern homes. After two warm days February 12-13, three small flocks of Canada Geesepassed honking over the village, north-ern bound. On February 10th our first Robinappeared, carolling in a sort of timid,half-apologetic way. Bluebirds how-ever accepted the challenge and threeseparate sialis have entrained atour 40th parallel station. Still another sign that an obnormal-ly early spring is down on the calen-dar or else the birds have lost theirintuition. A little party of eight Cedar Wax-wings alighted in my hard maple Sat-urday evening, February 13th, just anevening ahead of the stipulated mat-ing time of Valentine day. Theysqueaked for half an hour like a joblot of oil-needing wheel barrows—thenleaped as one bird and wheeling sharp-ly disappeared northward. Isaac B. Hess.Philo, Ills., Feb. 15, 1915. THE OOLOGIST 83
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Nest and Eggs of Western Goshawk in Lodge Pole Pine, Montana. —Photo by Barle R. Forrest. 84 THE OOLOGIST The Nesting of the Western Goshawk. During the spring and summer of1913, I was located at a U. S. forestservice camp in the Big Hole Basin,Beaverhead County, Montana. Wewere on the south fork of ThompsonCreek in the Continental Divide Range.The mountains were covered withthick forest of Lodgepole Pine. On June 1st I found a hawks nestin the top of a small lodgepole, aboutthirty-five feet from the ground. Theold bird was on the nest, but when Istruck the tree with an ax she flew off,uttering shrill, sharp cries unlike thoseof any hawk that I had ever heard be-fore. She lit in the top of a tree near-by, making a fearful racket. In vainI tried to identify her, but I had neverseen any of her relatives before. I decided to investigate the nest andso started up the tree, paying no fur-ther attention to the hawk. When Iwas about half way up somethingstruck me a blow on the side of theh

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