THE CHEERFUL CHICKADEE 



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The chickadee 



in their movements when they are not flying. A 

 few rapid acts — then a pause, with a change to a 



fresh position for 

 no reason that you 

 can fathom. When 

 a robin is hunting 

 worms, he runs 

 five or six feet like 

 lightning, stops 

 short, looks up to 

 the sky, and then 

 suddenly ducks his 

 head, perhaps pulls 

 up a worm, and goes 

 on again. Even 



when he doesn't pick up any worms, he alternately 



runs and stands still contemplating the heavens. 



The chickadee 



hammers at suet 



in the same dis- 

 jointed manner. 



But he gets what 



he's after. A day 



or two, and a 



pound of frozen 



suet will be gone — 



suet frozen so hard 



that it is all you 



can do to pick off 



a crumb with your 



finger-nail. 



As soon as the birds have become accustomed to 



the house, to the dog, and to the human beings, we 



or black-capped titmouse 



