. Bird lore . ike a flash he was up the tree, jumpingirom limb to limb, frisking about in the sunshine, then down ontothe ground again, and away. His visit was even shorter than that•of the Nuthatch, but not less enjoyable. And now, where were those noisy little Chickadees who had beencalling to us from the alder bushes for the last half-hour ? It waseasy enough to find these confiding little creatures ; they were feedingon the ground, and seemed quite unconcerned at our presence, al-though we approached very near to them. One little fellow seemed (94) Robin Rejoice 95 to be asleep ; he sat al
. Bird lore . ike a flash he was up the tree, jumpingirom limb to limb, frisking about in the sunshine, then down ontothe ground again, and away. His visit was even shorter than that•of the Nuthatch, but not less enjoyable. And now, where were those noisy little Chickadees who had beencalling to us from the alder bushes for the last half-hour ? It waseasy enough to find these confiding little creatures ; they were feedingon the ground, and seemed quite unconcerned at our presence, al-though we approached very near to them. One little fellow seemed (94) Robin Rejoice 95 to be asleep ; he sat all puffed up on one of the alder branches, butas I came nearer to him I could see that his bright little eye wason me, and at the next step he flew away. It was now late in the afternoon, and, as we looked toward thewest, the last rajs of the sun were just tinting the distant hills witha mellow, golden hue; the birds had flown away, leaving the woodssilent, so we reluctantly turned our footsteps towards KOHIN ON NESTPhotographed from nature by T. S. Hankiiison Robin Rejoice BY GARRETT NEWKIRK Among the first of tl^e spring,The notes of the RobiH. ring ; With flute-like voice. He calls Rejoice,For I am coming to sing ! To any one gloomy or sad,He says, Be glad! be glad!Look on the bright side,Tis aye the right side ;The world is good, not bad. At daybreak in June we hearHis melody, strong and clear:Cheer up, be merr\ found a cherry ;Tis a glorious time of the year I jBtoteg from JFtelti ant) ^tutij> Inquisitive Magpies I was collecting specimens of naturalhistory in the northern part of the stateof Washington, a few miles from theCanadian border. At the time the inci-dent which I am about to relate occurredI was stopping at a ranch at the southern,end of Okonogan lake. The owner of the building was crampedfor room, so, as it was during the heat ofthe summer, I spent the nights rolled upin my blankets under a haystack. Onemorning, as the sun was rising, I wasawake
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