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five feet from the gound, and eight inches deep. There were six eggs, which we counted
by inserting a narrow mirror and reflecting into it the sunlight by means of the metal
cover of my drinking-cup. The bird was on the nest, and bit our fingers plenty when
we put them into the hole.

Not over a hundred and fifty yards farther along we found a second nest, exactly similar
in location, with five eggs.

Three hundred yards farther we found a third nest, four feet up, in a natural cavity
of a small oak, the hole being not more than four inches deep. This nest was finished,
but contained no eggs, bu the birds were about scolding us. I had never before found
a nest of this species in a natural cavity. I got photographs of it later.

Three chickadees’ nests in a row, and within a linear 450 yeards, is the best Trostler or I have ever done. As usual, we were very complimentary to each other. — Tros is
a good eggs; we have bully times when we go out together.

We four left Omaha at 10:30 this moring for Childs’ Point, returning at 7:30. The
morning was fair, cool, and windy; afternoon warmer, wind diminished; gray sky and
light cool showers after 5:00.

Robin’s nest unmolested.

Dicentra almost past blooming. Violets and Erythronium blooming in profusion. Flowers of the redbud entirely gone, apparently killed by
frost. Claytonia still in bloom.

The three chickadee’s nests found April 26th are unmolested, and contain respectively six, five, and
five eggs. We found the bird on the nest in each case, and had a lot of fun getting
our fingers bitten. The third nest is so shallow that we could reach in and stroke
the bird on thenest. In each