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head, and took food I had placed there. He 

 found it great sport to come into my room and 

 feed from piles of food on the window-sill, and 

 also from my hand. One day he took another 

 hop towards civilisation, — he flew from the 

 window-sill to my dresser and ate from a lump 

 of suet I had placed there. After feeding a 

 while, he gave an indignant glance at his 

 image in the looking-glass, and flew out of the 

 window with a piece of food in his bill. He 

 even took food from a chair set a few feet 

 from the window and, at the request to "look 

 pleasant" in the form of a sharp whistle, 

 posed for his picture several times. He 

 apparently paid no attention to the glaring 

 face of the camera only two feet away. My 

 room was now being converted into a photo- 

 graphic studio, but all my customers came in 

 through the window! 



When out in the yard, the Nuthatch would 



fly down and eat from the top of my head. 

 He also would come down the tree trunk and 

 feed from my hand. I took some pictures of 

 him doing this, pressing the bulb with my 

 other hand. (When I was feeding the Nut- 

 hatch, with nothing between me and the bird, 

 I could not help but think of Bird-Lore's 

 motto, but must confess that I thought for the 

 time being that "A bird in the hand is worth 

 two in the bush") 



These little experiences which I had with 

 the Nuthatch, go to show what can be done 

 with a wild bird when its confidence is won. 

 I won the confidence of Teddy (as we called 

 him), and he knew that he would not be 

 harmed or even frightened if he came near 

 me, and therefore he came into my room and 

 fed from my hand with very little fear. Teddy 

 was a friend whom I shall never forget. — 

 Edwin C. Brown. Minneapolis, Minn. 



A SELF-SUPPLYING LUNCH-COUNTER 



