ISO BIRD PARADISE 



told her to put him somewhere that he could get 

 the benefit of the sun's rays, and he would soon 

 show a different color. How nice it is when a 

 girl of ten years can get near to these creatures 

 of God. It shapes valuable character for the 

 battle of life. 



Nearly every day I meet with a number of the 

 humming-bird family. Sometimes their manner 

 conveys the idea of a casual call — no particular 

 stroke of friendship in it. Then they will give 

 such a cordial greeting that I am quite sure it 

 means the best kind of bird fellowship. Sitting 

 on the porch this morning, enjoying the sun's 

 " coming forth as a bridegroom out of his cham- 

 ber," I heard a slight humming sound. Glanc- 

 ing around I saw a little ruby throat standing on 

 his rapidly moving wings not three feet from me. 

 How nicely he balanced there and what else was 

 the meaning of the visit but the heartiest kind 

 of a cheery June greeting. He moved two or 

 three times while he stayed, but how he did it 

 was all a mystery to me. I could see the little 

 head turn, then the body flash to another bird 

 station several feet away, but there was no ap- 

 pearance of effort, nothing to indicate that the 



