. American ornithology for the home and school . g to resent the interest shown by several little lads andlassies in the training of the young birds. Indeed, they occasionallyswung on the rope while the hammock was occupied by two or some-times three children, and seemed to know that naught but good will wasfelt toward them. Then, too, there was Sir Robin Redbreast, whowould comedaily to the window sill for his breakfast of crumbs, and ifthe window was closed, would tap the pane of glass with his bill to in-form us that he was quite ready for his regular rations. One of our young folks, Charle
. American ornithology for the home and school . g to resent the interest shown by several little lads andlassies in the training of the young birds. Indeed, they occasionallyswung on the rope while the hammock was occupied by two or some-times three children, and seemed to know that naught but good will wasfelt toward them. Then, too, there was Sir Robin Redbreast, whowould comedaily to the window sill for his breakfast of crumbs, and ifthe window was closed, would tap the pane of glass with his bill to in-form us that he was quite ready for his regular rations. One of our young folks, Charles H. Rogers, of New York City, hassent a correct account of the Junco. If Roxana Hevy has access to agood library, she will find more satisfactory answers to her long list ofquestions, in any good book on birds, than my space would permit meto give. Do not expect that your letters can be answered in the nextmonths magazine, for oftentimes it is already in press when your let-ters reach me. Your friend, Meg Merrythought. 9^ AMERICAN SAW-WHET OWL. A TRUE INCIDENT, Such an adventure came to me, Methought, to our young friends Ill writeNo Sinbad sailing oer the sea Has ever seen so strange a sight. Upon a bright and balmy day, When Bluebirds whispered Spring is here,And smiling nature seemed to say Sweet flowers and birds will soon appear. A sheltered sunny bank I found And resting there wrapped deep in thoughtI soon was roused by whirring sound— There in my hair a bird was caught. The bird was dressed in plumage gray Flecked cross the back with spots of brown^ I raised my hands, and then straightwayFolded the stranger in my gown. AMERICAN ORNlTHOL OGY. To finger tips thrilled with surprise,I quickly hastened back to town; And to some wise friends bore my prize—A captive worthy of renown. With bated breath, all neaier drew,There cuddled in a soft brown ball— Exposed to our astonished —a black cat—and that was all. I started back with looks
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