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This time I went out and turned on the hose, aiming 
it at a birdbath, and back came our hummer through the 
spray. However he landed on a brick wall and I was reluctant 
to pick him off the hard surface for fear of crushing him. In 
my excitement I said, “‘You’ll just have to land somewhere 
soft because I’m certainly not going to try to pick you off 
those bricks!’’ And with that he flew to the compost heap 
and I had no trouble at all gingerly plucking him off the 
soft loam. 
In the house once again my husband was ready with 
the remedy the hospital had specified—Elmer’s Glue! Gently 
we brought the two mandibles together and managed to 
apply the glue to the lower one, just where it joined the 
head, and held it in place for what seemed an eternity, but 
probably two or three minutes. Since our time was growing 
short, we took the bird outdoors, placing him, along with 
a bottle cap filled with orange honey, on a high windowsill. - 
Off we went to our date in the city. 
Returning the next evening, we inspected the window 
areas—but of course no bird. Several times that summer 
however, while I was working in the garden, a hummingbird 
approached. When I raised my head it seemed to dance in 
an arc not more than 8 or 10 inches from my face. We shall 
never know, of course, whether this was indeed our special 
friend whom we had tried to help, but we like to think this 
little love dance was his way of saying “Thank you!” 
—9720 Hidden Lane, Woodstock 
CEVEN.E.Y SSW IP 
Chimney Swift sails through the air 
Catching insects everywhere. 
Where does it sleep? 
Where raise its young? 
Do answer that, my little one. 
Chimney Swift in coat of gray, 
Gather small twigs on your way; 
Choose a chimney straight and tall, 
And build a nest that will not fall. 
—Esther Ann Cratgmile 
1874-1969 
