OUR COUNTRY HOME 



July 7 The oven birds are calling " Teacher, Teacher," in the 

 deep woods, the great ruffed grouse whirr into the air at our 

 approach, and melt into the surrounding foliage so completely that 

 the eye fails to discover them. How wonderful is the unerring 

 flight of a bird through the thick forest ! Does he touch a twig or 



WAITING FOR THE HUMMING BIRDS TO FLT 



turn a leaf in his swift motion ? And their silence in the autumn! 

 They alight not far from you, and you have not heard a sound; 

 you turn for the glass, and they are gone. 



July 8 This morning a red-headed woodpecker came over 

 to the bird bath and, seeing cherries hanging on the forsythia bush, 



helped himself joyously and flew away. Soon after, another ap- 



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