You are deceived, pass on, and his nest is undis- 
covered. Do birds think? 
The golden woodpecker, flicker, highhole or 
yarrup, as he is variously called, excavates a 
recess high up in the trunk of a tall pine tree in 
which to place his nest, the entrance being made 
just large enough to admit a “highholder.” 
These birds never leave their nest alone when 
sheltering their eggs or young, watchful care be- 
ing the protective thought— seclusion and in- 
accessibility to all but the feathered tribe. 
The kingfisher’s method for protection is to 
drop a holt at the end of a two or three-foot 
tunnel, burrowed into a stiff bank of sand or 
clay near a stream or lake where fish are likely 
to be abundant. Into this holt are dropped the 
eggs, which the mother bird will brood. Here, 
too, the young birds will be cared for until able 
to care for themselves. Then for the first they 
will leave the dark recess home and for the first 
time behold the light of day. 
Robins, more than other birds, trust man for 
protection. They build their nests about his 
home, in vines climbing the nearby trellis, un- 
der the porch on the cap of a supporting column, 
on the narrow lintel over the door, or on the 
window-sill back of blinds, regardless of danger 
conditions, trusting man for the safety of all that 
is most precious to them — their home and fam- 
ily; but Their life is in a work-day world, 
A world ajar, weak and wrong, 
Which calls for labor without song,— 
Labor which alone is incomplete, 
But when song-attuned, most sweet. 
Henry A. SLACK. 
