February, 1892. J 



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(tlie owners of the steamers) in the cause, and 

 enter a protest against such wanton destruc- 

 tion of such rare game as tlie turkey, as well 

 as every other bird coming in for slaughter, 

 as is now the case on the river boats on the 

 southern rivers. — Forest and Stream. 



On a sultry night last month, Mrs. A. H. 

 Ellsworth, of Jackson Hollow, was awakened 

 by the flapping of wings at one of the windows 

 of her bedroom. She struck a light and 

 found that a female Whip-poor-will had got 

 wedged in between the screen and the sash, 

 that the bird was unable to free herself, and 

 that one of her wings was broken. Mrs. 

 Edsworth took pity on the wounded bird, 

 bouiul up the bi"oken wing as well as slie knew 

 how, and placed her in a canary biril's cage 

 for the night. 



In the morning Mrs. Ellsworth found that 

 the Whip-poor-will, with the exception of the 

 broken wmg, was all right, and she fed the 

 bird and liung the cage on the porch, intend- 

 ing to set her free as soon as slie was able to 

 fly. During the morning the Whip-poor-will 

 sang out a number of times, and along in the 

 forenoon Mrs. Ellsworth noticed that another 

 Whip-p )or-will was flitting around the cage. 

 Slie concluded that the wonaded bird had suc- 

 ceeded in calling her mate from a row of 

 willows down by the creek, and her conclusion 

 proved to be c^onect. 



The male Whip-poor-will alighted on the 

 rim of the cage, and coaxed like a good fellow 

 for his wife to come out and sail away with 

 him to tlieir home among the willows, and 

 then they put their bills together between tlie 

 wires and had a real sweet domestic kissing 

 spell for three or four minutes, the wife seem- 

 ing to convey to her anxious husband an 

 understinding of the fact that she would be 

 delighted to accompany him if she only had 

 two well wings. Anyhow, the male appeared 

 to understand jiretty soon that his wife was a 

 cripple, and in prison, too, for when tliey had 

 kissed one another all they cared to just 

 then, the male flew away toward the brook. 

 In a littlewliile he returned with his bill full 

 of food, which he liberally dealt out to his 

 wife from his perch on the rim of the cage. It 

 tasted better to her than the food that Mrs. 

 Ellsworth had put into the cage, Mrs. Ells- 

 worth said, and during the day he came and 

 went a score of times. Mrs. Ellsworth left the 

 cage out all night, so that the wife might be 

 as near to her husband as possible, and the 

 male roosted on a lilac bush close by. He 

 carried lots of food to his wife each day. and 

 in about a fortnight her wing got well. Then 

 Mrs. Ellsworth turned her loose. Her mate 

 joined her immediately, and the happy pair 

 sailed off toward the willows, singinii' a song 

 of sjladness on the way. — Dayton (Dayton) 

 Daily Journal. 



Lard applied at once will remove the dis- 

 coloration after a bruise. 



BOSTON TRAGEDY. 



.She wruns her parrot's neck and strewed 



Its feathers tlirough the street*. 

 Because it made remarks most rude 



As she recited Keats. — Trutli. 



George: " I wish I could turn Fido's coat 



as I can mine." 



Jessie : " What do you mean ? " 



George : " I fancy I should like him better 



with the bark on the inside." — N. Y. Herald. 



"Hello, old man, have any luck shooting ?" 

 •'I should say I did ; shot seventeen ducks in 

 one day." " Were they wild ?" " Well — no 

 — not exactly ; but the farmer who owned 

 them was." — Harper's Bazar. 



Mr. Jock Darling, whose name has been 

 conspicuously befoie the sportsmen of Maine 

 for a long time, and who has defied the game 

 laws su(;cessfully — so they state — /;a.s- been 

 appointed as game warden in that .state. 



"We have no use for bear stories," said the 

 editor. "Our readers demand something- 

 spicy" "Well," said the man with the 

 manuscript, " this story is about a cinnamon 

 bear." — Indianapolis Journal. 



An effort is to be made to successfully intro- 

 duce German song birds into Oregon. A num- 

 ber of Bed Cardinals, Bobolinks and Indigo 

 Birds have also been brought there from the 

 East and are to be liberated in the spring. — 

 Boston Post. 



The Philosophic ai. Bumblebee. — The 

 household arrangements of Emerson's bumble- 

 bee are peculiar. There are a few queens left 

 over from each nest in the autumn. These in 

 November crawl into snug places, where they 

 lubernate, gathering pollen in the spring and 

 laying their eggs in it. Only the queen sur- 

 vives, all the workers and drones dying, so 

 that every bumblebee hive is wiped out each 

 autumn. They do not accumulate large stores 

 of honey, notwithstanding their industry, for 

 a single colony will not number more than 

 thirty or forty; and their cells are huddled 

 together without order, so that the honey 

 cannot well be obtained from the combs in a 

 clear state, as school-boys and farm lads very 

 well know. But these bees are philosopheis 

 all the same; perhaps that is why they lay up 

 so little. — Boston Daily Advertiser. 



Joking with Sea Guli.s. — Sea birds are 

 always interesting objects to voyagers. They 

 follow a vessel sometimes all the way across, 

 ever restless and untiling. The gulls particu- 

 larly, with their long, swift wings, realize the 

 highest powers of endurance and fly with ease 

 against the severest storms. Some say that 

 these birds never visit the earth except to 

 deposit their eggs; otherwise they live con- 

 stantly between the sea and the sky. In fine 

 weather they fly high in the air, descending 

 with great rapidity to seize the fishes on the 

 surface of the water. 



The svmmetry and strength of the gulls are 

 remarkable, showing how nature has adapted 

 them in every particular for the purpose of 

 long flight. Their pectoral or breast muscles 

 are"one solid mass of fiini, iiard muscle, and 

 their bones are hollow, having no marrow in 

 them. Sleep is not necessary to them, or, 

 rather, thev rest upon their wings and allow 

 themselves'to be cradled by the breezes, whose 

 violence neither worries nor frightens them. 



