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"Last winter she had a Chickadee come and feed from her hand. 



"The development, growth and friendliness of 'Beauty' was such a wonder to all the 

 neighbors, we thought others might like to know about our pet. We enjoyed the story 

 of 'Pete' in the May- June number. Just now the children are caring for a baby Robin 

 until it is able to fly and care for itself. It was rescued from a cat." — A. H. W.] 



A PARTRIDGE FAMILY 



On the morning of June 7, in a pile of dead pine branches, I saw a single 

 Partridge or Ruffed Grouse. This did not arouse much interest, but about four 

 in the afternoon, while returning from a short ramble, I was surprised to see a 

 flock of what I took to be seven or eight downy yellow-and-brown baby 

 chickens of a very small size. 



I did not hold my idea concerning baby chickens long, for very soon I 

 saw an angry female Partridge who came at me with half-open wings, screaming, 

 'Hide ! Hide !' very much like a cat. 



Most people think that the parent Grouse pretends to have a broken wing 

 and that the babies drop wherever they are, but this was not the case in my 

 experience. 



The mother, after the first attempt to frighten me, flattened every feather 

 and went over the ground as if on wheels. Then she fluffed out all her feathers, 

 spread her tail to almost a half circle, and erected her crest so as to seem twice 

 her size, and then repeated her tactics. 



The little ones ran as fast as they could — which is pretty fast — for ten to 

 twenty feet, to a place of concealment where it was impossible to find them. 



As soon as the chicks were hidden, the mother ran to some distance where 

 she took wing noisily and departed. 



I have not seen or heard anything of them since. — Philip J. Darlington, 

 Jr. (age 12 years), Winchester, N. H., R. F. D. 4. . 



[As readers of this article might be confused by the use of the names Partridge and 

 Ruffed Grouse, it may be well to recall that in the North, the Ruffed Grouse is commonly 

 known as Partridge, while farther South, the common name Partridge is applied to the 

 Quail or Bob-white.— A. H. W.] 



GULLS AT BANDON, OREGON 



I am a member of the Sandpiper Bird Class at Bandon. This is a little 

 town of about 2,000 people. It is picturesquely situated at the mouth of the 

 Coquille River, on the south side. From any part of the town there is a beau- 

 tiful view, but we built our small home as near the great Pacific Ocean as we 

 thought it safe to live, so we enjoy the beach, which is considered by every- 

 one who has had the pleasure of seeing it, as the most beautiful one on this 

 coast. There are many enormously large rocks which Nature has carved in 

 ages gone by. Among these are the Sphinx, or Great Stone Face, Duchess, 

 Monk, Table and Cross rocks and the Cave of the Winds. 



