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BIRD LIFE IN WASHINGTON 
overturned root of a tree suits him well 
for a building spot. 
Seattle Wren is a busy bird; he lias to 
work; he has to sing; and sometimes he 
thinks he needs to scold. He is wise, 
though; I never have found him scolding 
very near the nest. 
All Coast lovers of music should know 
this songster. We trust no Seattle child 
is a stranger to him. Not only is he the 
best singer among the wrens, but he 
ranks among the best singers of all our 
feathered citizens on the Coast. 
His bill is long and curved, a white 
line curves over his eye. His wings and 
tail are finely barred. 
WESTERN WINTER WREN 
Few birds love the deep forest—it is too 
dark and too dirty, but along the paths 
in the deep damp woods where the logs 
are moss-covered, dwells a golden brown 
bird but little larger than a Humming¬ 
bird. He might almost dispute Humming¬ 
bird’s to be called our smallest bird. 
We may stop and play with him for half 
an hour. We may talk to him and tease 
him until lie comes almost to our hands. 
Stand perfectly still but talk to him all 
the time keeping the voice low and mus¬ 
ical. He’ll soon imagine he can drive 
you away. He is so tiny ad he looks so 
comical in his big effort to scare you. 
Look and listen for him in all seasons 
