I76 THE FRIENDSHIP OF NATURE 



white creeper, one of the warbler 

 family, a trifle larger than a wren, was 

 so tame that it only fluttered away when 

 I went toward it, and its barred friend, 

 the true brown -creeper, with strange 

 gait, kept going round and round the 

 trunk, as I followed it, quizzing me 

 with a chirping, "No, you don't." 

 For even the migrant birds become 

 friendly when they are within the pro- 

 tection of the garden close. 



The shyest wood bird seems to feel 

 that here the law is set against their 

 destruction. There came and perched 

 during a single day, upon a half-dead, 

 gray-mossed ash, the hairy and downy 

 woodpeckers, much alike in markings, 

 save that the first is larger and has a 

 red head-spot, and the golden-winged 

 woodpecker, who has never left the 

 location where he augured the hole for 

 his nest, but flies about with the heavi- 

 ness of a pigeon. 



