. A - birding on a bronco . omething- in the wind. If an inoffensive per-son fancies sitting in the shade o£ a sycamorewith her horse grazing qnietly beside her, whoshould say her nay? If, at her approach, a —feathered — person steals away to the top of thehighest, most distant oak within sight and, silentand motionless, keeps his eye on her till shedeparts ; if, as she innocently glances up at thetrees, she discovers a second — feathered — per-sons head extended cautiously from behind atrunk, its eyes fixed on hers; or if, as she passesalong a — sycamore — street, a person comes toa window an
. A - birding on a bronco . omething- in the wind. If an inoffensive per-son fancies sitting in the shade o£ a sycamorewith her horse grazing qnietly beside her, whoshould say her nay? If, at her approach, a —feathered — person steals away to the top of thehighest, most distant oak within sight and, silentand motionless, keeps his eye on her till shedeparts ; if, as she innocently glances up at thetrees, she discovers a second — feathered — per-sons head extended cautiously from behind atrunk, its eyes fixed on hers; or if, as she passesalong a — sycamore — street, a person comes toa window and cranes his neck to look at her,and instantly leaves the premises; then surely,as the world wags, she is quite justified in hav-ing a mind of her own in the matter. Stillmore, when it comes to finding chips undera window — who could do aught but infer thata carpenter lived within? Not I. And soit came about that I discovered that one of theapartments in the back of the wren sycamore 66 A-BIRDING ON A had been rented by apair of well-meaningbut suspicious Califor-nia woodpeckers, firstcousins of the easternred-heads. It is unpleasant tobe treated as if youneeded detectives onyour track. It strainsyour faith in humannature ; the rest of theworld must be very wicked if people suspect suchextremely good creatures as you are! And thenit reflects on the detectives; it shows them solacking in discernment. Nevertheless, A friendshould bear his friends infirmities, and I wasdetermined to be friends with the of them kept mewaiting an hour onemorning. When I firstsaw it, it was on its treetrunk, but when it firstsaw me, it promptly leftfor parts unknown. Istopped at a respectfuldistance from its tree —several rods away — and Red-headed Woodpecker—threw myself down on Eastern. the warm sand in the (One half uatural size.) California ^Yoodpecker. (One half natural size.)
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