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Identifier: cu31924022541563 (find matches)
Title: A year with the birds
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Ball, Alice Eliza, 1867- Horsfall, R. Bruce (Robert Bruce), 1869-1948
Subjects: Birds Birds
Publisher: New York : Gibbs & Van Vleck
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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H 7^-3ftU-^ny^tirA^ CEDAR WAXWING The White-Breasted NuthatchThe Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers 37 The White-Breasted Nuthatch Im the nuthatch—white-breasted, Black, rusty, blue-gray.Long-billed and bright-eyed. Over tree-trunks I stray,Up, down, all about— Wherever I seeTiny eggs in the bark, Tucked away cunningly. Ive a short, square-cut tail; I need no firm propLike the woodpecker tribe. Or the creepers. I hopOn my large, sturdy feet Where I please without fear;And my cheery Crank-crank You will frequently hear. When not searching for food On a cold winters day.Near Chickadee, Downy, Or Titmouse I stay;During long, bitter nights We may nestle—snug, warm—In a woodpeckers hole, Sheltered safe from the storm. A. E. B. 38
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The Nuthatch Shrewd little haunter of woods all gray,Whom I meet on my walk of a winter day,Youre busy inspecting each cranny and holeIn the ragged bark of yon hickory bole;You intent on your task, and I on the lawOf your wonderful head and gymnastic claw! The woodpecker well may despair of this feat—Only the fly with you can compete!So much is clear; but I fain would knowHow you can so reckless and fearless go,Head upward, head downward, all one to you.Zenith and nadir the same in your view? Edith M. Thomas 39 *The Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers Tree-dwelling insects must quiet be,When Downy knocks at their door in a tree;His ears are so sharp, if they stir a mite.He will dig them out for a toothsome bite.And when in winter they all are dead,Youll see his bobbing, red-capped headIn search of the eggs theyve hidden away,In the trunks of the trees, now gaunt and gray. Downy and Hairy look as though They had had a frolic in the snow; Had tumbled about till their breasts were white, And w

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