<h2><SPAN name="BIRDS_IN_GARDEN_AND_ORCHARD" id="BIRDS_IN_GARDEN_AND_ORCHARD"></SPAN> BIRDS IN GARDEN AND ORCHARD.</h2>
<p>DURING the last year I have
received quite a number of
letters from all over the
United States, inquiring
why so few birds are
found about the homes, among the
ornamental shrubs and trees, and in
the orchard. My correspondents also
wish to know how our beautiful native
songsters can be induced to take up
their residence in the neighborhood of
man. As the many inquiries came
from the East, the West, the North,
and the South, I shall treat the subject
in the following manner:</p>
<p>The northern, eastern, and central
states show but little difference as to
their bird-life, and there is also little
diversity in regard to the ornamental
trees and shrubs of the gardens. The
region included is bounded on the
the north by the British possessions,
on the east by the Atlantic ocean, on
the west by the Rocky mountains, and
on the south by the Indian Territory,
Arkansas, Tennessee, and North
Carolina. While living in the country
I have always had birds at my home
and in the neighborhood, and I shall,
therefore, give my own experience.</p>
<p>Birds settle only where they find
the surroundings perfectly congenial,
and where they are protected and
consequently feel safe; where dense
shrubbery, evergreens, and deciduous
trees abound, and where
water and suitable nesting material
are near at hand. In one garden
they are exceedingly numerous,
while in another one close by, only a
few pairs, perhaps, are to be found.
When protected, they soon learn to
regard man as their friend. Their
enemies, especially Cats, Squirrels, and
Owls, must not be allowed to rove
about in the garden and orchard, and
such thieves and robbers as the Blue
Jay, the Loggerhead Shrike or Butcher
Bird, and that abominable tramp and
anarchist among birds, the English
Sparrow, should never be tolerated in
a garden or park where other birds are
expected to make their homes.</p>
<p>In the days of my boyhood the
groves re-echoed with the songs of
many birds; the woods, however, have
been cleared away, and in the poor
remnants of the once magnificent
forests there are few birds to be found
today. The sweet notes of the Veery,
the thundering sounds of the Ruffed
Grouse, the loud hammering of the
Pileated Woodpecker, are no longer
heard. I have devoted much time to
erecting bird houses and planting
ornamental trees and shrubs for the
accommodation of the birds. Here
they soon took up their residences.
On the top of the barn and granary
Martin boxes were placed, and in the
gables of the barn holes were cut to
admit the pretty Barn Swallow and the
Phœbe. Among the first birds to settle
were the Robins and Bluebirds, both
heralds of spring, appearing in the last
days of March or early in April from
their winter homes in our Southern
States. The Baltimore Oriole suspended
its beautiful hanging nest from
a high horizontal branch of a Walnut
tree. The Cedar Bird, quiet and
retired in its habits, and a most beautiful
denizen of the garden, placed its
nest constructed of sheep's wool on a
low horizontal branch of an Oak. The
sprightly Canary-like song of the
American Goldfinch, often called the
Wild Canary, was heard throughout
the summer, and its cozy little nest,
lined warmly with thistle-down, was
placed in the upright exterior branches
of a Sugar Maple. In the same tree,
but lower down on a horizontal branch
the exquisite pendulous nest of the
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Red-eyed Vireo was now and then
found. This Vireo is an incessant
songster as it gleans among the upper
branches of the trees.</p>
<p>The Rose-breasted Grosbeak invariably
nested in a clump of dense wild
Crab-apple trees, partly overgrown
with grape vines. Another inhabitant
of the grove not easily overlooked, is
the bold Kingbird, the guardian of the
barnyard, its nest saddled on a rather
strong moss-covered limb of another
Oak. I could mention a number of
other birds that build their nests near
the dwellings of man, but space will
not permit me to do so. I will add,
however, that if my readers would
have about them these beautiful and
useful birds, which are almost the best
friends of mankind, don't allow English
Sparrows to come near your home,
and you will soon find yourself in the
midst of the songsters. The incredible
numbers of English Sparrows now
found almost everywhere have driven
our native birds away.</p>
<p class="ar">—<span class="sc">Jos. F. Honecker</span>,<br/>
Oak Forest, Ind.</p>
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