BY THE WAYSIDE 
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ike to have them build nests around its nest in the fork of a bush near the 
he wires, or we would not have torn ground. Sometimes it uses its old nest, 
hem down. We first got a long pole The birds sing all summer, even through 
nd put a hook on one end of it. We August. 
hen got a truck to stand on so we could 
each it and then we got it down. Two 
r three eggs fell out and smashed. Then 
r e went and tore another one down, and 
hree or four young sparrows fell out but 
hey fell so far that it killed them in- 
santly. The sparrows keep building 
lere as fast as we tear them down, and 
laybe they will stop building there 
fter while. 
Yours truly, 
ged 13. Clinton Wilson. 
East Dubuque, Ill., April 24, 1908. 
'ear Wayside: 
The bliiejay is a pretty bird. The blue 
y is a little bigger than a robin. Once 
baby bluejay fell out of its nest. I was 
)ing to put it in its nest. The mother 
rd did not like it. She flew down and 
as going to pick me. So I thought I 
ould leave it alone. 
Yours truly, 
ged 8. Marjorie Heller. 
Mazomanie, Wis. 
sar Wa}^side: 
The indigo bird is from five to six 
ches long. Its color is indigo blue. 
3 wings and tail are blackish. The fe- 
ale is brown in color. After the nest- 
g season the female and male are both 
own in color. It spends its winter in 
ntral America. In the summer it 
mes to the northern part of United 
ates. It raises its young there. It 
iches Mazomanie, Wis., in June or 
iy. It lays three or four bluish white 
gs in a nest of grass, leaves and bark 
ied with fine grass or hair. It builds 
Yours truly, 
Louis Kirch. 
Mauston, Wis. 
Dear Wayside: 
One morning when I was going to 
school I met Leland de Flon and Irma 
Hauer. Leland called me over to see a 
moth in the grass. I went over to the 
edge of the walk to get a better view of 
him, when a big bluejay flew down and 
picked him up and flew off into a tree. 
We watched him and soon the moths 
wings fell down out of the tree. I sup¬ 
pose the bluejay ate him, but I w T ould 
have liked to box his ears if he had had 
any. Yours truly, 
Aged 13. Mildred Lute. 
Mauston, Wis , June 9, 1908. 
Dear Wayside: 
One Sunday morning I went with some 
people for a picnic. As we were going I 
noticed in front of me, perched on the 
fence, the prettiest bird I ever saw. I 
asked the lady with me what it was, and 
she said it w as a scarlet tanager. As soon 
as the bird noticed us he kept watching. 
He cocked his head on one side and 
looked so cute. Then he would sit and 
watch for a while, then he would fly. 
Afrer we were done with dinner I was in 
the swing that we had brought, and then, 
not far off, I saw a scarlet tanager. I got 
out and got some pieces of a bun and 
threw it under the tree. The bird did 
not come while we were there, but I 
think he came afterward. 
Yours truly, 
Pauline Millard. 
