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WILD NATURE'S WAYS. 



eight telegraph wires immediately in front of my 

 house. Presently, down he glided across the 

 road, and secured an insect on a patch of grass 

 beneath the window through which I was looking, 



YOUNG BUTCHER BIRDS 

 OR RED-BACKED SHRIKES. 



and carried it off to his mate sitting on a nest, 

 containing four eggs, in a dust-smothered dog 

 rose-bush not twenty yards from my front door. 

 All day long he fed her, with hundreds of carriages, 

 carts, motor-cars, and bicycles rattling past within 



