A year with the birds (1916) (14729210476)

Identifier: cu31924000167100 (find matches)
Title: A year with the birds
Year: 1916 (1910s)
Authors: Ball, Alice Eliza, 1867- Horsfall, R. Bruce (Robert Bruce), 1869-1948. illus
Subjects: Birds Birds
Publisher: New York City, Gibbs & Van Vleck
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



Text Appearing Before Image:
TUFTED TITMOUSE The Cedar Waxwing 35 The Cedar Waxwig A beautiful gray-brown bird is he, With a crest on his velvet head,Which stands erect when he is surprised. And is flattened tight in dread;When contented and happy loose it lies— As when he is bountifully fed. His wings and tail are of softest gray That blend to a darker shade;On his wings are scarlet wax-like tips That seem by magic made;On his breast and the band across his tail The Golden Touch was laid. He and his roving flock alightWhere berries and seeds they spy; Well-fed, they perch on a bough of a treeIn a row, remote and shy; They preen their coats, and whisper and lisp,And then away they fly. A. E. B. 36
Text Appearing After Image:
I CEDAR WAXWING The White-Breasted NuthatchThe Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers 87 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