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box, the hen put under, and she would call the little ones, who would go 

 into the hole and be brooded for the night. 



The ducks, turkeys and chickens got to devouring them, so they were 

 put in the garden, around which there was a paling too high for the poultry 

 to get over, and in this way Peeweedie and one other were raised until half- 

 grown, when the cat got one — for which she was sent ofif. 



The little hen soon quit the ground and went to roost with the other 

 chickens in an oak that stood within five feet of the kitchen porch. Pee- 

 weedie followed her, and continued to roost in the tfee until cold weather 

 came on and the chickens went to roost in the hen-house. 



For several nights Peeweedie roosted alone in the grass near the house, 

 but. tiring of that, he went with the chickens to the hen-house, where he 

 has roosted since, managing to get in between two chickens to keep warm. 



He eats out of our hands, and when not called for his food he comes on 

 the porch, flies on a table near the kitchen window and calls until he is fed. 

 When we had snow on the ground, he flew from the hen-house to the 

 kitchen, a distance of one hundred yards, got his food and flew back. It is 

 predicted that he will leave me at mating time, but as there is a covey of 

 Quail that frequents the garden and lawn, I trust that he will conduct a 

 successful courtship and induce a mate to keep house with him on the lawn, 

 and allow us to feed them as we have him. If he should leave, the pleasure 

 Avc have derived from having him is worth all the trouble it has cost us. 



The picture shows Peeweedie on a wheelbarrow eating out of my hand. 



A PAIR OF FLICKERS AND THEIR HOME 

 Photographed from nature by .\. L. Priiicehoni 



