WOODLAND PATHS 



and wanders far in search of friends or 

 new countries. Often of a moist early 

 morning you may find big ones caught out 

 on the concrete sidewalk or marooned in 

 the dry dust of the road, remaining to be 

 an easy prey for early birds. 



But these are the adventurous or un- 

 fortunate few. The many have remained 

 all night stretched far from the mouths of 

 their burrows, indeed, but with tails still 

 hooked into the door jamb, and able to 

 make a rapid backward scramble into 

 safety. It is this habit of the worm of 

 warm summer evenings that the wise 

 angler utilizes for his capture. The robin 

 knows it too, and he spices his rapture of 

 matin song with trips across the lawn, 

 where, between staccato hops, he eyes the 

 grass sidewise and catches late roisterers 

 before they can get under cover. These 



he takes by the scruff of the neck, as one 

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