2o8 BIRD PARADISE 



tower, every sparrow striking him hard and at 

 the same time freeing his mind in the vehemence 

 of sparrow speech. Through a crevice there the 

 red fellow darted, escaping his persecutors by a 

 most narrow chance. I am quite sure that a 

 few minutes more of the sparrows' work would 

 have ended Mr. Squirrel's career. I had little 

 sympathy for him, knowing that he " was reap- 

 ing as he had sown. " 



Occasionally the conditions on Paris Hill seem 

 to be entirely favorable for a first-class storm. 

 In some way last Sunday offered inducements 

 that were freely accepted by the storm bureau, 

 and in an incredibly short space of time were put 

 to use that I have never seen excelled in our hill 

 country. All day Saturday the skilled workmen 

 were busy getting everything into shape for the 

 carnival on Sunday. During the evening I 

 could hear the legions gathering and I half 

 fancied that the extra efforts of the wind were 

 the stirring commands of the one in charge. A 

 little after midnight the winds took full posses- 

 sion of the occasion. When the morning came 

 the scene had put on a demeanor that invested 

 it with a grandeur not often seen in our winter 



