GHEE SHOUSE, BEAU RIF UL 
which his mate wove busily back and forth, 
until by magic the exquisite nest took shape. 
We saw him pull and tug at the dead weed- 
stalks, coming back to the same plant again 
The beautiful and the grotesque 
and again for more. Clover stems con- 
tribute their share of silk also. Although 
there were many feathers on the ground, 
he never touched them, and string was also 
scornfully rejected. One whole afternoon 
he spent gathering dandelion silk by jump- 
ing on the tall stems and walking along 
until his weight brought the heads to the 
Io! 
