Ci 4 
BIRD LIFE IN WASHINGTON 
Any one lias missed a fine treat, who 
has not seen a pair of these birds dance 
their love dance. 
They face each other and dance to the 
tune of their own music: “Wick up, wick 
up, wick up, wick.” They hop over each 
other, whirl, and go on with the dance 
and the music. 
A round hole near the top of a tall stub, 
is usually the door to Flicker’s home. 
Just tap upon the stub, and if he is at 
home, he'll come to the door to see who 
is rapping. 
NORTHWESTERN FLICKER 
