REASONS WHY 63 
hours”’ might suit the convenience of some of the visitors 
to my orchard, so I fixed a plank out in front of the house, 
nailed pieces of raw and cooked meat to it, sprinkled bread- 
crumbs and seeds around, and awaited results. 
The first caller was a Chickadee. He tasted the meat, 
seemed to enjoy it, and went off for his mate. They did 
not seem in the least afraid when I stood on the veranda 
and watched them, and after a time paid but little atten- 
tion to the noises in the house; but only one would eat at 
a time. The other one seemed to keep watch. I set 
my camera and secured a picture of one alone. While 
focussing for the meat one Chickadee came and com- 
menced eating in front of the camera, and a second later 
its mate perched on my hand as I turned the focussing 
screw. 
I saw the Chickadees tear off pieces of meat and suet 
and hide them in the woodpile. This they did repeatedly, 
and later in the day would come back and eat them if the 
lunch-counter was empty. 
My observation in this respect is confirmed by a lumber- 
man, who noticed that when eating his lunch, back in the 
woods, the Chickadees were very friendly and would carry 
off scraps of meat and hide them, coming back for more, 
time and time again. 
The next day another pair of Chickadees and a pair of 
White-breasted Nuthatches came. The Nuthatches had 
a presumptuous way of taking possession, and came first 
one and then both together. The Chickadees flew back 
and forth in an impatient manner, but every time they 
went near the meat the Nuthatches would fly or hop 
toward them, uttering what sounded to me like a nasal, 
