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is most encouraging. Other teachers will find this little play one that can be simply 

 staged and given with effect, if the parts are thoroughly learned and the costumes 

 appropriate. The Woodpecker Song by Nevin may also be used. — A. H. W.] 



NEAR A WOODPECKER 



One Sunday, as I was up in a tree on which I had put a ladder, a Woodpecker 

 came and started to hunt for insects. I came down to get a view of him and he 

 went up; then I went up. I watched him for about five minutes, and he came 

 down. I came down, too. When I was on a level with him I looked around the 

 tree, and he hopped to the other side. This we did eight or ten times, and then 

 he flew away to another tree. Not caring to watch him any more, I came into 

 the house. — Albert B. Hemstreet (age 10 years) Canton, N. Y. 



[The illustration, done in pencil, by the boy who wrote this article about being near 

 a Woodpecker, is so realistic that it is unfortunate it cannot be reproduced here. 



On one side of the curved trunk of a crab-apple tree clings the boy, while on the 

 other side a Woodpecker comes tapping around beneath the remains of chunks of suet 

 nailed to the tree, where birds have fed during the winter. The boy's mother writes an 

 interesting word about Chimney Swifts: "I wonder if you have had reported the fatality 

 among Chimney Swifts? We have found at least thirty and possibly more, as I told the 

 children not to bring me any more. We think it may be due to cold, damp weather, 

 requiring hot furnace fires. Other Swallows (note. — The Swift is not a Swallow. — 

 Editor) have been found in unusual numbers." Will readers of this article send word 

 to the School Department of any similar observations of the death of Chimney Swifts? 

 —A. H. W.l 



MULTNOMAH BIRD CLUB 

 Photograph by A. L. Campbell 



