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NATURE’S CRAFTSMEN 
shade, and all bear the slender, finely-pointed bills 
of the true insect eaters. 
“ Our yellow-breasted guardian of the rough, 
berry-grown hillsides and dense, shrubby fields is 
identified by his chatter and the bright yellow of 
his vest, which gleams all the more brilliantly 
because of his olive-green back and white under¬ 
parts. His feet and bill are black, and his eye is 
nearly enclosed by a white ring, which adds no 
little to his clown’s make-up. He measures about 
seven inches. Mrs. Chat’s nest is not specially a 
work of art. But its bulk of grasses, weed stems 
and bark is softened by a cosy lining, and being 
placed near the ground in the most tangled part 
of the shrubbery, it would stay safely hidden, but 
for the crazy, over-anxious antics of her spouse.” 
