THE BIRDS BEFORE UNCLE SAM 117 
2. Then throw me some wheat, where the worm fence! 
leans, 
In garden, brush, or field. 
The winter, cold winter leaves Bob White few 
means, — 
Give him of your rich harvest yield. 
[Boy of eight to twelve, dressed in a brown calico with white 
markings of any kind, wings of the same material, collar 
white. ] 
The Blue Jay 
1. Why do you urchins call a dandy a jay ? 
Forbid them to name me dude! 
All you pert fellows, I truly must say, 
Are oftentimes painfully rude ! 
.2. Sure, I have beauty and a voice not so bad, 
I brighten drear winter days ; 
I’m never more naughty than ’most any lad 
Though bird eggs I need in my plays. 
[Boy of eight to twelve, vest light blue, coat and trousers dark 
blue, wings dark blue.] 
The Owl 
1. Whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo, don’t talk like big fools ! 
Who will give me a pair of smoked glasses ? 
My ears need some cotton, just reach me a handful; 
Your noise sounds like brass bands in masses. 
1 The old-time zig-zag fence. 
