108 THE WILES OF A WARBLER 



could be interpreted only as an object-lesson 

 to the hesitating birdlet in the doorway. 

 He who had always been seen to fly like 

 a flash flew from the tree to the ground 

 very slowly, with wings and tail wide spread, 

 and stood there, waving his wings. The 

 watching youngster waved his also, and at 

 last he flew. 



Mrs. Slosson tells in " Bird Lore " a 

 charming story of the attachment of a pa- 

 rula warbler, who, having been stunned by 

 flying against a window, was taken in, re- 

 vived, and fed upon flies. He attached him- 

 self to her in the most loving and fearless 

 way, and refused to leave her when out of 

 doors and perfectly free. At last, when she 

 was obliged to go away from him, she had 

 to deceive him and slip away when he did 

 not see her. Another proof of the friend- 

 liness of birds to us if we would only show a 

 like feeling to them. 



A few days after the farewell of the parula 

 family I came upon an exciting scene with the 

 redstarts in the next tree, the young just 

 making their first appearance outside their 

 cradle. There were as many minds about 



