Trozodylus hyemalis Hesperomes linespus 237 1875. (Dec. 2) passed through weather so severe as any it would be called upon to endure (the mercury reached 6° belw 0 on the morning of Nov. 30th) Keeping on up to the pine swamp I started up a winter eren among the bushes but although I was on the point of firing several times, I finally lost it. While standing near the edge of little patch of clear ice among tussocks & alders, Shot who was potting about near me started out a most beautiful little Hesperus linespus from under a bunch of grass, and I was much pleased at the way the little fellow scrambled across the glassy surface and precipitately sought shelter in a hole on the other side; he was in the towney winter pelage & quite unlike the one I picked up some weeks ago. Keeping on a little wary Shot drew on a Turkey scent & finally pointed when a grouse got up ahead. I find both barrels at it and following it into the middle of the swamp shot both barrels again missing as before when it flew out among the tall pines & suddenly sweeping upward lit on a dead limb some 30 ft up. Approaching cautiously I shot it ignominiously while it sat. Its position was rather shameful the body being nearly horizontal & the neck not only much stretched out. Beating the rest of the swamp shot a fine cock grouse which the dog drew out to me. W.P. bag. grous 2