But to their home in swiftest flight They haste, ere day has changed to night; Then in they go, with cooing sweet, And find their home a blest retreat. And now they tell just where they've been, And all the wondrous sights they've seen. Then with their "coo, coo," soft and low, Each pigeon goes to sleep, I trow. --EMMA G. SAULSBURY. [Illustration: From col. Chi. Acad. Sciences. CROWNED PIGEON. Copyrighted by Nature Study Pub. Co., 1898, Chicago.] BIRDS. ILLUSTRATED BY COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY ================================ VOL. III. JANUARY, 1898. NO. 1. ================================ THE CROWNED PIGEON. We regret that a full monograph of this remarkable bird cannot be given in this number. It is the giant among Pigeons and has some characteristics, on account of its great size, not common to the family. Very little has been written about it, and it would be a real service to ornithology if some one familiar with the subject would communicate his knowledge to the public. These birds pair for life, and the loss or death of a mate is in many cases mourned and grieved over, the survivor frequently refusing to be consoled. The Pigeon family is an exceedingly interesting one, of great variety of form and color, undergoing constant change by inter-breeding. There are about three hundred known species of Pigeons and Doves, about one third of which number are found in the New World. In North America but twelve species occur, a family small enough to find room in BIRDS to sit for their pictures. Some of these birds, says Chapman, are arboreal, others are strictly terrestrial. Some seek the forests and others prefer the fields and clearings. Some nest in colonies, others in isolated pairs, but most species are found in flocks of greater or less size after the nesting season. When drinking, they do not raise the head as others do to swallow, but keep the bill immersed until the draught is finished. The young are born naked and are fed by regurgitation. Living specimens of this the largest species of Pigeons may some day be brought to the United States and made to increase as the Ring-necked English Pheasant has already been domesticated in their own country. It has been suggested that their introduction among us would be a comparatively easy matter. THE RED-EYED VIREO. "A bird with red eyes! look, mamma," said Bobby. "How funny!" "And how beautiful," replied his mamma. "Not plainly dressed, like his cousin, the Warbling Vireo, whose picture you saw in the October number of BIRDS." "The Yellow-Throated, in the June number," said Bobbie, who has a remarkable memory, "was a lovely bird, too, mamma. Can Mr. Red-eye sing?" "No, you can't call his note a song; it is more like a chatter, which he keeps up from morning till night."