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and most refined language wherewith the facts recorded are 

 communicated to those whose privilege it will be to read this 

 elegant little work. 



Dr. R. W. Shufeldt. 



Lightfoot the Deer, Thornton W. Burgess. 205 pages, 8 

 full-page illustrations in color by Harrison Cady. 



Thornton Burgess is today the literary Pied Piper, followed 

 wherever he goes by thousands upon thousands of delighted 

 children. It is one of the great experiences of life to be present 

 at a lectiire given by Mr. Biirgess to a house filled and over- 

 flowing with his happy, wriggling, enthusiastic little admirers. 

 We had this experience in Ithaca recently and the mem^ory of 

 it will be a joy for the rest of hfe. The story of Lightfoot the 

 Deer is given with the imderlying thought of the protection 

 afforded by law to the deer which have become again the in-, 

 habitants of our "green forests". Sammy Jay and Bobby Coon 

 and Reddy Fox and Paddy Beaver and other bed- time friends 

 of the children also have their parts in this story of Lightfoot 

 and it forms another attractive volume for the happy young- 

 sters who have started a Burgess library. 



How to Have Bird Neighbors. S. Louise Patteson. 



31 pages 102 illustrations from photographs, D. C. Heath Co. 



This is a chatty and beguiling little voltime that cannot help 

 but have great influence for good on the boy or girl who reads 

 it. Each chapter is a story of the author's own experience with 

 birds and from these experiences much may be learned of methods 

 for enticing birds and making them comfortable upon one's 

 premises. The following account of how the martins took pos- 

 session of their house and ousted the sparrows which were squat- 

 ters in it affords a good example of the style of the writer :- 

 "By this time the English sparrows had begun nesting in some 

 of the rooms. 



The martins perched on the wires in front of the house and 

 made a saucy chatter, calling the sparrows all sorts of names, 

 I suppose. The sparrows jabbered back at them. In about 

 an hour the martins left. Early the next morning another flock 



