. Bird homes : the nests, eggs and breeding habits of the land birds breeding in the eastern United States; with hints on the rearing and photographing of young birds . Bird three months old, upper parts grayish blue,spotted with pale gray ; wings and tail blue : upper part ofbreast terra cotta ; the centre of each feather buffy white ;lower part of breast and sides terra cotta ; belly whitish. Breeding Range—From the Gulf States northward. The nest isof grass, placed in a hole in a tree or in a bird-box. 3 to 6pale blue, sometimes white, eggs are laid. Size—.84 x . Fig. i, Plate C. When
. Bird homes : the nests, eggs and breeding habits of the land birds breeding in the eastern United States; with hints on the rearing and photographing of young birds . Bird three months old, upper parts grayish blue,spotted with pale gray ; wings and tail blue : upper part ofbreast terra cotta ; the centre of each feather buffy white ;lower part of breast and sides terra cotta ; belly whitish. Breeding Range—From the Gulf States northward. The nest isof grass, placed in a hole in a tree or in a bird-box. 3 to 6pale blue, sometimes white, eggs are laid. Size—.84 x . Fig. i, Plate C. When the song of the Bluebird is heard, we who love notthe cold weather are glad, for we know that in a few weeks thefrost will leave the ground and the pure white flower of thebloodroot will lift its leaf-encircled head from the damp, deadleaves of the year that has past. But that is not our only reasonfor gladness ; we look on the bluebird as a friend, one that spendshis summers near us, leaving only when the frosts of late Novem-ber come to tell him that tis time to go south, as food is becom-ing scarce. He is my favourite bird ; and while 1 am writing of 112. NEST AND EGGS OF BLUEBIRD IN THE BRANCH OF AN APPLE TREEAn opening was nnade so that the nest might be seen Nests in Holes in Trees, Stumps, or Logs him, a pet one, but three months old, is sitting on my paper,seeming to wonder what 1 am doing, and why 1 do not play withhim. He nips my pencil, but I pay no attention to him ; then hetries to creep up my sleeve, and still 1 pay no attention ; so, dis-gusted, he flies off to search for ants or other small insects. Aftera time 1 raise my hand and call ; back he comes like a flash, and,hovering more like a large moth than a bird, he perches on myfingers, singing at the same time a soft little song that is hismethod of speech. Having a bird that is so thoroughly com-panionable makes me regard all bluebirds with the greatest pos-sible affection. Near New York the breeding sea
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