114 OUR FRIENDS, THE BIRDS. 
pest, as he destroys millions of dollars’ worth of rice 
every year. On his way north he eats the freshly 
planted seed, and when he returns in autumn he feasts 
on the matured crop.” 
BOBOLINK. 
JONE-HALF LIFE SIZE.] 
““Isn’t it strange that he should seem almost like 
a robber in one part of the country and more like a 
poet in another?” asked “Querist.” 
“Yes,” replied the southern girl. “It is hard for 
me to realize the qualities ascribed to the Bobolink.” 
