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I shall tell about the Chickadee first, as he is my favorite. He was the 

 tiniest visitor and always sang his cheery chick- a-dee-dee. Even on the coldest 

 and dreariest winter day he would cheer the disconsolate, piping his name. 

 Often I tried to approach him, and after persevering I was one day rewarded 

 by finding him perched on my hand. 



The habits of the other birds also interested me very much. The Nut- 

 hatch family, instead of going up the tree for their meals, would proceed 

 down the tree. None of the birds were able to hang on the suspended dough- 

 nut like the Chickadee, and consequently unless the doughnut were fixed 

 purposely for them they would prefer the suet. 



I continued feeding my winter visitors, and could not have derived more 

 pleasure from anything than helping to save the few birds which remained 

 with the northerners during the winter months. — Elizabeth H. Johnson 

 (age 15 years), Plattsburg, N. Y. 



[Comment is not necessary here. Evidently the writer has discovered the true way 

 of making friends with the birds and coming into intimate contact with them. Home- 

 work like this is of the greatest value, not only to the birds but to the bird-lover. — A.H.W.] 



SAW-WHET OWL IN CENTRAL PARK, 



NEW YORK CITY 



Photographed by Albert Pinkus, (Boy Scout), 



November ii, 1918 



