several of them up into the apple tree for making 
their nest. 
If there were time I should like to put down 
here an account of all the things that happened 
to the male bluebird that summer, but this 
cannot be done. You will be glad to know that 
within a week he found another mate, and to- 
gether they built a second nest. This time they | 
did not go to the box with the big entrance hole, 
but used a hollow in one of the apple trees. 
Here five blue eggs were laid. Sometimes the 
screech owl would come, look into the hole, and 
try to climb through, but it was too narrow for 
his shoulders. Once the old gray cat climbed up 
and reached in with her arm, but, try as she 
might, the very utmost she could do was just to 
touch the feathers on the back of the mother- 
bird, as she sat on the eggs. The bluebird 
crouched low, and, although she was much 
alarmed, no harm came to her or her young. 
It is good to know that five little bluebirds 
were reared in the orchard before autumn 
came. | 
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