Hay Days and Meadow Larks 



the mowers were started, and of course 

 you all know what the wise bird does 

 when suddenly surprised while sitting 

 in her solitary grassy sanctuary. Into 

 the cover afforded by the tall growth 

 of grass she darts suddenly; in fact, 

 with almost incredible speed, not tak- 

 ing wing, but creeping, or rather run- 

 ning in a crouching position, and com- 

 ing shortly to a sudden stop. At first, 

 if you did not know that a love nest 

 had been located, you would for an 

 instant fancy you had flushed perhaps 

 some wary little quadruped; but soon 

 you see and note the cunning of the 

 winged creatures of the fields. Build- 

 ing as they do build upon the ground, 

 they display in self-defense of their 

 homes a strategy worthy of Field 

 Marshal Foch himself. Assuredly we 

 are not so much wiser than the rest of 

 creation as we sometimes think! 



Lady Lark employs the tactics most 

 certain to startle and distract your 

 attention from the nest. She is care- 



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