10 Arbor and Bird Day Bulletin 



"Fifty per cent, of the food of the Red-shafted Flicker consists of 

 ants, 3,000 of these having been taken from the crop of a single bird. 

 The Valley Quail when induced to visit the grounds infested by the 

 Fuller's rose beetle, will soon exterminate that destructive intruder. 

 In the crop of one Mourning Dove there were found more than 7,000 

 seeds of harmful weeds, another had eaten 9,000 such seeds. 



"Bird authorities of Massachusetts estimate one day's work by the 

 birds in that state to be the destruction of 21,000 bushels of insects. 

 In Nebraska 170 carloads of insects are destroyed by the birds 

 every day." 



The Washington climate and foliage are ideal for the propaga- 

 tion of thousands of different kinds of destructive pests. Many a 

 farmer has found his crops damaged greatly by insects and worms. 

 Is it not as necessary for efficiency in farming to welcome the birds 

 and to induce them to nest on and near farms as it is to cultivate 

 the soil scientifically? 



THE HEART OF THE WOODS 



I like the leafy-murmuring solemn hush 

 Of woods that wall me round with underbrush. 

 Their intricate tapestry of twinkling green, 

 Glinted with sunlight, the grey trunks between, 

 And the thin-woven carpet, chequered brown, 

 Dead leaves from many an Autumn matted down; 

 Remote from all things, sun and wind and sky, 

 Far, far above my head the tree-tops sigh, 

 And like the echo of a distant land, 

 I hear the great lake wash upon its strand. 

 So maiden calm, so silent, serious, 

 'Tis some one's heart, in mood mysterious, 

 The depths profoundest of an untouched heart 

 From pain and passion very far apart, 

 Untraveled and unknown, a land enchanted, 

 Wild, labrynthine, dim, and fancy-haunted. 



Florence Wilkinson. 



Then plant for me, and dig and delve 



Adorn some spot of earth 

 Let some new charm in this old world 



Trace back to thee its birth, 

 That when thy brow is bending low, 



And faltering is thy tread, 

 Some unknown traveler will breathe 



Choice blessings on they head. 



Beecher W. Waltermire. 



