Part 3

He will come if May comes 91

Within a few feet of me dropped the lonely frightened quail 92

On they go to a fence-stake 94

It was a love-song 96

But the pair kept on together, chatting brightly 101

In a dead yellow birch 103

So close I can look directly into it 104

"Spring! spring! spring!" 114

A wretched little puddle 117

Calamity is hot on his track 140

Bunny, meantime, is watching just inside the next brier-patch 143

The squat is a cold place 145

The limp, lifeless one hanging over the neck of that fox 148

His drop is swift and certain 153

Seven young ones in the nest 159

I knew it suited exactly 166

With tail up, head cocked, very much amazed, and commenting vociferously 168

In a solemn row upon the wire fence 171

Young flying-squirrels 172

The sentinel crows are posted 174

She turned and fixed her big black eyes hard on me 179

Wrapped up like little Eskimos 180

It is no longer a sorry forest of battered, sunken stumps 183

Even the finger-board is a living pillar of ivy 186

In October they are building their winter lodges 199

The glimpse of Reynard in the moonlight 202

BIRDS' WINTER BEDS [Illustration: snowy]

BIRDS' WINTER BEDS