320 NA TURK STUD Y RE VIEW 



A bright Red Admiral appeared zig zagging among the branches 

 of the tree. He drank deeply of the well filled cups but was not 

 a little disturbed by flies and bees lighting on him. The four 

 marks of red on the upper surface of his wings appeared and dis- 

 appeared like an electric sign as he vainly attempted to dislodge 

 them. 



A sharp "Pit" announced the arrival of a Ruby-throated Himi- 

 mingbird. He perched for a m.oment two feet from the banquet 

 table then hovered over the buzzing center sipping eagerly from 

 hole after hole. The insects were quite agitated at the appearance 

 of this visitor and dared not perch on him.. Every few moments 

 Ruby throat rested on a near by branch and eagerly eyed the 

 insects as they feasted on the sap. The whir of his wings was 

 the signal for small insects to fly away. 



For two hours this program, continued when suddenly on swift 

 wings the Sapsucker appeared. This was the signal for uninvited 

 guests to disappear and the hard drinker went from hole to hole, 

 changing his position from time to time, then gazing off into space 

 trying to imagine what had happened to his overflowing cups. 



Five year old Elizabeth was quite excited upon seeing the 

 large bird appear. Being told that the Sapsucker was really 

 injurious to trees she said, "I'll not let him spoil my daddy's 

 crab tree." So she walked boldly up to the tree with a club and 

 pounded on the trunk. Mr. Sapsucker played peek-a-boo with 

 her for two or three minutes then darted away with lively jerks 

 from the garden. 



He was back in a few minutes however busily engaged in deepen- 

 ing the holes and snaring an occasional insect which the sap at- 

 tracted. Htimjningbird and the insects kept a safe distance 

 away when the head carpenter surveyed his work. Elizabeth's 

 daddy prized his crab tree more than its occupant and soon 

 Sapsucker was the victim to one who had given good service 

 in the reserve militia. More luxuriant vegetation in one garden 

 spot marks the place where the unwelcome guest of the crab 

 tree was buried. 



Esther A. Craigmile 



