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He got a box to put the bird in and then showed James where to dig in the 

 garden for the long earth-worms which 'Bobbie' liked to eat, and how to feed 

 the little bird. Several times every day after that James dug worms and fed 

 them to his pet. Bobbie grew rapidly and soon learned who furnished his food. 

 Then he went with James to 

 get the worms, and when he had 

 had enough he would jump up 

 on James' shoulder or head, or 

 fly to a limb of the nearest tree 

 and sing his sweetest song. 

 Then it was no longer necessary 

 to keep him shut in his box. He 

 slept in the trees, and during the 

 day he followed James around, 

 often coming into the kitchen. 

 There he stole strawberries from 

 Grandma's pan and bathed in 

 any dish of water that was 

 handy. One day after Bobbie 

 was full grown and very tame. 

 Grandpa said the bugs were 

 eating his beans badly. "Bobbie 

 likes bugs," said James. "Well, 

 suppose you take him out 

 in the bean-patch," Grandpa 

 answered. 



James got his pet and went 

 at once into the garden, where 

 Bobbie, without ceremony, be- 

 gan to eat bugs. Up and down 

 the rows he hopped all day. The next morning, when James got up, Bobbie 

 was busy catching bugs in the bean-patch. 



The beans in the neighbors' gardens on all sides of Grandpa's were almost 

 entirely destroyed by the bugs, but, thanks to Bobbie, Grandpa had almost a 

 full crop. — Susan B. Dinsmore, Mesa, Ariz. 



JAMES, WITH 'BOBBIE,' IIlS PET ROBIN 



THE BLACK AND WHITE WARBLER 



One day in the summer another boy and I were climbing a tree when we 

 noticed a bird. It had a striped black and white back and a spotted breast. I 

 knew it was a Black and White Warbler. We kept still and watched it. 



Then another one came, and they kept coming nearer and nearer, till one 

 almost touched the other boy's foot. At last they flew away and we got down 



