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We had a pan filled with water, to which Thrushes, Robins, Flickers and many 

 others habitually came. 



I am a Junior at New Trier Township High School, and became really 

 interested in birds in the spring of 191 2, largely through the zoology teacher 



WOOD THRUSH 



there, Mr. Hildebrand. The pictures inclosed were taken by means of a 

 thread run from the release of the shutter to our front porch, where I would 

 sit and read. — Winthrop Case, Hubbard Woods, III. 



[This is a very good illustration of ths lifelikeness of a good photograph of a live 

 bird in a natural attitude as compared with some unnatural colored pictures which 

 frequently bear little if any resemblance to the species they are supposed to portray. 

 A picture must convey the idea of motion in repose — -whether colored or not, if it 

 truly represents a living bird. — A. H. W. 



FROM ADULT OBSERVERS 



The Story of the Little Wrens 



In the summer of 1906 I was in a small country town in the upper part of 

 New Jersey. The home where I made my abiding-place was an old-fashioned 

 house nestled among the trees. Large orchards on both sides of the house, 

 with rows of maple trees on either side of the roadway, and numerous other 

 trees were scattered about in which the various birds built their nests. I say 

 various, because there were very many varieties of birds. One morning, while 

 eating my breakfast in front of the window, I counted seven different varie- 



