FEBRUARY, “THE LONG-SHORT MONTH” 3381 
crickets, ants, moths, army-worms, and the larve of the 
owlet moths, better known as army-worms. 
“So you can see that if the Robin helps the farmers 
in this way, the fruit-grower should be willing to protect 
his crops in other ways than by shooting his friend and 
his children’s friend, the Robin. 
“One other reason there is, also, why we of the North 
should protect the Robin at home; in many southern 
states he is a legal mark for all who wish to kill him. 
Not only is the Robin to be found in the markets, but 
shooting him merely for competition, to see who can 
bag the most, is a common form of —sport, I was going 
to say, but game of chance is better. 
“Let the Kind Hearts of the North be kind to dear 
blundering brother Robin, that by the very force of 
example the hearts of others may be warmed to show 
mercy and their heads be given the intelligence to see 
that, in shooting the migrant Robins by the hundreds, 
the loss is to their country and themselves.” 
“Look! Oh, look, Gray Lady!” cried little Clary, 
climbing to the window-seat; ‘here are some bright, 
fresh Robins lighting on the spruces. Let’s play they 
are some that roosted there last summer; or maybe were 
hatched right in the orchard, and that they are real glad 
to get home again.” 
ROBIN’S MATE 
Everybody praises Robin, 
Singing early, singing late; 
But who ever thinks of saying 
A good word for Robin’s mate? 
