THE WREN, 
away from us as soon as it is cold, but the mark of 
its tiny feet may be seen even on the snow ; and it 
will hop near our door, as if to ask for food, when 
the ice is so hard as to keep from it the food it is 
most fond of; for it does not live on seed, but eats 
ants, and the eggs of any kind of grub or fly, and 
it will eat the grub as well, when it can find it. 
This kind of bird has been seen to make its nest in 
an old hat that hung on a nail on the wall ; and 
once a Wren made a nest in the lock of an old 
gate. 
One kind of Wren has a top knot of a gay gold 
hue on its head. This kind is not even so big as 
the bird we have just seen, and its nest is not more 
than half the size of a hen's egg. This nest is 
made in an oak tree, and the Wren will live in the 
tree, and not want to go out of it; for it will find its 
food in the bark, and run up and down it, and fly 
from twig to twig all day long, as busy as a bee. 
