stump at a wriggling, pink mass of flicker infants, led to the 
adventure by the interest of a Seattle boy. She even 
succeeded in touching those naked babies, as they clung 
to the sides of their nest and had a good chance to observe | 
the orange lined wings and tail and the red mustaches of the 
father bird ag he almost brushed her hands. His long bill - 
would have been a dangerous weapon if he had wished to | 
use it, but he was not a fighter, and only by his manner © 
showed how much he desired that he and his should be > 
left in peace. A lover of peace herself as well as of birds, the 
observer could not find it in her heart to worry him long, | 
but wishing him luck, gave him the quiet he desired. | 
