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MURDER WILL, OUT. 

 CAUGHT IN THE ACT OF ENTERING THE BIRD NURSERY. 



coniferous trees, a second or third defoliation generally meaning the 

 death of the tree. The foul excrement from a tree full of these 

 noxious, disgusting pests sounds like pattering rain drops. 



From the depths of hazel copse came the ubiquitous catbird's 

 shrill notes. He called to us at times so naturally under varied aliases 

 as to confuse an expert regarding his identity. 



Close to the house was a colony of chattering, scolding wrens 

 and a pair of gentle bluebirds, flashes of azure brightness as they 

 darted by. Each species lived in bird-houses one of the boys nailed 

 to a high pole where the lazy Angora could not depopulate the bird 

 nursery, as he did when their home was in a get-at-able crotch of 

 the apple tree. 



Puss Saved from Being a Bird Assasin. 



His punishment was to wear the insignia of the Society of Bell 

 Ringers, which saved the lives of many of our sweetest songsters. 



The goldfinch, the scarlet tanager, the Baltimore oriole, red 

 winged blackbird and the rose-breasted grosbeak changed even a 

 sombre landscape to one of tropical beauty. 



The Bird Trolley Road. 



The bird trolley road was unfranchised, and only extended from 

 the sewing room window to the shaded depths of the big elm, its 

 cargo crumbs, seeds, water and similar express matter. The tree 

 terminal was well patronized, but the other end of the route only 

 saw the tamest birds. 



