1 82 What Birds Have Done With Me 



to whistle till the foolish old dog waking out of 

 sleep would charge the robber whose spirit of mis- 

 chief was beyond question. 



None of his bird neighbors either fear or dis- 

 like the Jay and his veracity is never questioned. 

 He most fittingly is dressed in blue for he is the 

 real police-man of the bird kingdom and is always 

 on his job. Just let an owl, making a night of it, 

 resolve that he won't go home till the day after 

 and he can't hide himself on the lawn so the Jay 

 will not spy him out and call all the race of birds 

 to mobilize against a common Hun, and Chateau 

 Thierry, in a small way is reenacted under the 

 leadership of a sure enough American general. 

 Take your gun and dog and start to the woods 

 for a day's hunt and a certain blue-coated guard- 

 ian of the forests gets there ahead of you and 

 goes slipping through the tree-tops, warning all 

 wood folk of the coming of man, the most de- 

 structive of all animals. 



Gentlemen of the Jury, I put this up to you to 

 pass upon the probability of a real criminal en- 

 joying the confidence and respect of his neighbors, 

 having a reputation for veracity never questioned 

 and a reputation, among those who know him best, 

 as something of a philanthropist in rendering help 

 to the needy. On the question of nest robbing, I 

 might assure you that I have known a Jay and a 

 Robin to bring up their broods at the same time, in 



