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BLUE SKIES AND BLUE BIRDS. 

 The Bluebird 



A sweet melodious warble, a flash of the brightest of 

 blue and there upon the decayed end of an apple bough, 

 sits one of our very best of friends, the Bluebird. As we 

 watch, he disappears within the opening, — surely fortune 

 smiles upon us, for the nest hole is barely above the head, — 

 an ideal place for using the camera. 



True, the nest is on the north side of the tree and conse- 

 quently in rather a dark place, but we are prepared for such 

 emergencies and in a few minutes, the reflection from a 



Fig. 63. BLUEBIRD AT ITS NEST-HOLE. 



