. St. Nicholas [serial]. T SAW A NEST IN THEBUSHES, HE VOLUNTEERED 593 594 while a rumble of distant thunder heralded anapproaching shower. Nothing short of a flash-light would suffice under these conditions, weknew full well. Fortunately, we had our flashapparatus along, and il was soon established be-side the camera (with which it works synchro-nously) and the thread attached. As before, we. POSING ON THE BRANCH OF ELDER lay hidden until the mother catbird returned tothe nest. As she deposited a succulent grub inthe gaping mouth of her hungriest offspring, againthe thread was pulled. A flare
. St. Nicholas [serial]. T SAW A NEST IN THEBUSHES, HE VOLUNTEERED 593 594 while a rumble of distant thunder heralded anapproaching shower. Nothing short of a flash-light would suffice under these conditions, weknew full well. Fortunately, we had our flashapparatus along, and il was soon established be-side the camera (with which it works synchro-nously) and the thread attached. As before, we. POSING ON THE BRANCH OF ELDER lay hidden until the mother catbird returned tothe nest. As she deposited a succulent grub inthe gaping mouth of her hungriest offspring, againthe thread was pulled. A flare of blinding whiteradiance shot out from the flash-gun. a dull boommimicked the voice of the coming storm, and wehad still another addition to our series! Thirteen more days came and went, and thelittle catbirds had undergone a wonderful trans-formation. From naked baby birds they hadchanged to fully feathered youngsters, with theability- to fly a little and to eat a great deal. Inanother day, or two at the most, home ties would
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