MARTIN AND HIS BIRD FRIENDS 47 



Norway spruce and the firs. The doves, too, had 

 arrived, and had taken up claims in the arbor-vitse 

 hedges and the Scotch pines. The bluebirds had 

 been here, so Blackbird Jim said, but the sparrows 

 had driven them away. 



Cock Robin had been on the ground for weeks and 

 had located his homes under the eaves of the front 

 porch, the well-house, and the garage, and in the 

 apple trees of the orchard, where he would be right 

 on the spot to do the most good in destroying bugs 

 and worms. 



Jackie Jaybird was also buUding homes in the 

 trees, along with Blackbird Jim, while Jenny Wren 

 had been cleaning house for a week in the new wren 

 house hanging in the flower garden. The flickers 

 were present and were hurrying around picking up 

 an ant here and there, while getting ready to drill 

 a hole in the old elm tree, that had just enough dead 

 wood to provide a home. 



Reddy Woodpecker was seen dodging around on 

 the telephone pole, which he had already drilled 

 halfway through, so that he was now comfortably 

 located for the summer. 



The nuthatches seemed to be busy everywhere, 

 and so did the warblers, thrushes, catbirds, red-eyed 



