Identifier: birdloreas12nati (find matches)
Title: Bird-lore
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: National Association of Audubon Societies for the Protection of Wild Birds and Animals
Subjects: Birds -- Periodicals Birds -- Conservation Periodicals
Publisher: New York, National Association of Audubon Societies
Contributing Library: American Museum of Natural History Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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ong before and behind when Im taking long up-hill furrows.Now, if youd said, I wish youd lend a hand to help the dickie birds becausetheyre pretty and friendly, and sing better hymns than a church choir, Idhave said Amen right off. I can spray and pick off bugs, so can anybody; but no government re-ports, nor farmers institutes, nor agricultural colleges, can tell how to makeup for a birds pretty ways and friendliness. So, if I was at your trade, Idstick more to this end of it. The farmer was right. Let us, without being maudlin, lay a little morestress on the uses of beauty and affection. A child should not value or gaugehis father chiefly by the amount of money he brings home, nor should he betaught first to value a beautiful songster by its insect-eating capacity. Ourstandards, as a whole, are becoming pitifully, if necessarily, intensely material.Let us, therefore, dwell first upon the undeniable beauty and cheer of the birdsof the air, and less upon their economic value. M. O. W.
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BOB-WHITEOrder—Gallin-e Family—Odontophoridje Genus—CoLiNus Species—Viboinianus BOB-WHITE By EDWARD HOWE FORBUSH ^tft il^attonal Si^Qodation ot audubon ^ocittits EDUCATIONAL LEAFLET NO. 47 The cheery interrogative call of Bob-white was one of the first distinctivesounds of the open field that, as a child, I knew and loved among the hills ofNew England. It was as well known as the morning carol of the Robin in theorchard, the drumming of the RutTed Grouse in the woods, or the reiteratedplaint of the Whip-poor-will on the moonUt door-stone. Bob-white was everan optimist, for even if, as the farmers stoutly maintained, his call sometimespresaged a storm, the prophecy tnore wet was delivered in such a cheerfulframe of mind, and in such a joyous, happy tone, as to make rain seem themost desirable thing in life. Perhaps there is no bird to which the American people are more deeplyindebted for esthetic and material benefits. He is the most democratic andubiquitous of all our game bir

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