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set off his alarm-clock on the tin roof at 3.20 a.m. 

 The rascal! He does it because he enjoys the 

 fine effect he can thus produce as compared with 

 his proper love-drumming upon a hollow tree. Our 

 neighbor was completely taken in by this stylish 

 fellow's rat-a-tat-tat at the same early hoxir. His 

 wife heard what she supposed was an emergency 

 knock at the door by someone who couldn't 

 find the electric bell-button in the dim dawn, and 

 she aroused her drowsy "hubby." Just as he 

 reached consciousness, Mr. FUcker knocked again, 

 and my friend, hastily opening the window, called 

 out "Who's there?" which of course insured the 

 silence of the tapping aviator. Grumblingly Mr. 



T repeated his query, adding a few somewhat 



inelegant remarks about anyone who would knock 

 and not answer, before he again hit his pillow. It 

 was later that day, upon comparing notes, that he 

 learned just who his caUer was, somewhat to his 

 discomfiture. 



All spring and summer the birds are a joy at 

 Breeze Hill, which has evidently, by reason of its 

 large trees, long been on the northern Riviera of the 

 summer migration route. We are glad ! 



At the beginning of the month the great rho- 

 dodendron — Rhododendron maximum — is in full 

 bloom. With the particular and painstaking trans- 



