BIRD PARADISE 89 



A red squirrel invaded the precincts of one of 

 my robin homes and no doubt got some new ideas 

 touching robin hospitality. I was sitting on the 

 porch at the time and my first knowledge of the 

 adventure was a great fluttering noise in one of 

 the maples. Almost immediately this was fol- 

 lowed by Mr. Squirrel's advent, every movement 

 he made fairly crowded with hurry. Two robins 

 were waiting upon him and they attended to all 

 the details of the matter with scrupulous care. 

 As he tumbled from the tree and struck the 

 ground one of the birds struck him. He rolled 

 over two or three times, then tried the tree again. 

 Here both robins met him and for a few moments 

 the mixture of birds and squirrel was much closer 

 than the four-footed fellow had any taste for. 

 This time he sprang far out on to the lawn and 

 made his way rapidly to his home in one of the 

 large trees on the opposite side of the church. I 

 rather enjoyed squirrel's discomfiture for I know 

 he has ruined more than one bird home in my 

 lawn trees this season. 



Among my bird visitors this week was an entire 

 family of orioles. They came into the lawn 



