The Surprising Contents of a Birch Stub BY FRANK M. CHAPMAN FTER seeing Dr. Roberts' interesting Chickadee photo- graphs, published in the first number of Bird-Lore, my ambition was aroused to discover a nest of this species so situated as to afford an opportunity to secure equally charming pictures of Chickadee life. Late in May the desire was gratified by the discovery, at Englewood, N. J., of a Chickadee's nest in a white birch stub, about four feet from the ground, a height ad- mirably suited to the needs of bird photography. I will not here present the results of my study of the parent birds during their period of incubation, but will pass at once to that part of my experience which relates to their progeny. Returning to the nest on June 12th. nothing was to be seen of either parent, and I feared that they or their offspring had fallen victims to the countless dangers which beset nesting birds and their young. Looking about for some clue to their fate, I found on the ground, near the nest-stub, the worn tail-feathers of the female bird. The molting season had not yet arrived, nor would she have shed all these feathers at the same moment. There could, therefore, be only one interpretation of their presence. Some foe, probably a Sharp-shinned or Cooper's Hawk, since the predaceous mammals for the most part hunt at night when the Chickadee would be snugly sleeping in her nest, had made a dash and grasped her by the tail, which she had sacrificed in escaping. A moment later the theory was supported by the appearance of a subdued looking Chickadee, sa//s tail, and I congratulated her on her fortunate ex- change of life for a member which of late had not been very deco- rative and of which, in any event, nature would have soon deprived her. The young proved to be nearly ready to fly, and carefully remov- ing the front of their log-cabin, a sight was disclosed such as mortal probably never beheld before, and Chickadee but rarely. Six black and white heads were raised and six yellow-lined mouths opened in expressive appeal for food. But this was not all ; there was another layer of Chickadees below, how many it was impossible to say without disentangling a compact wad of birds in which the outlines of no one bird could be distinguished. So I built a piazza, as it were, at the Chickadee threshhold, in the shape of a perch of proper size, and beneath, as a life-net, spread a (187)
