<h2><SPAN name="WEE_BABIES" id="WEE_BABIES"></SPAN>WEE BABIES.</h2>
<p class="ac">ELLA F. MOSBY.</p>
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<p class="drop-cap">THE past summer I saw the most
charming baby-bird of my life.
He was so tiny and silvery, his
upper feathers such a lovely
olive-green and the under plumage such
soft white, and over the bright, innocent
little eyes a beautiful curving line like
an eyebrow. I did not at first recognize
him, but the next day I saw two,
probably of the same flock, hunting
very industriously over an old tree, and
I knew they were the young red eyed
vireos. Their feathers were all new and
fresh, and that made them look so silvery
and the tints seem so clear.</p>
<p>The same summer I became very well
acquainted with a different set of bird-babies.
They were still younger, for
their feathers had a soft, downy look,
and fluffed out so that they really
looked larger than their tiny parents.
They were silver gray, the little blue-gray
gnat-catchers, and nothing could
be more charming than the way they
twinkled about the bushes, or turned
somersaults in the air to catch flying
insects on the wing. Their little songs,
as low as whispers, their call-notes "like
a banjo-string" <i>ting!</i> and even their low
scoldings, were very pretty, and seemed
to belong to them perfectly. Someone,
who did not know birds very well
called them little wrens, and they really
had a good many of the restless movements
and alert attitudes of these birds,
but their habits are totally different.
For instance, their life begins in a lichened
cup high up among the top boughs
and it is only in the late summer, when
birds break their rules and go as they
please for a brief holiday time before
the migration, that you will see the
gnat-catchers come down to the low
bushes. I can hardly believe it myself,
but I once saw a young one picking
away on the ground.</p>
<p>One charm about the tiny birds,
gnat-catchers, chebecks, vireos, kinglets,
and the like, is that they are not usually
so shy as large, handsome birds, and I
have often had them almost within
touch, singing, feeding, preening their
feathers, in the loveliest and most confiding
way.</p>
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