Title Page
 The bald eagle
 The fish-hawk
 The great horned owl
 The golden robin
 The Bob-o-link
 The barn swallow
 The woodpecker
 The cat bird
 The partridge
 The quail
 The wild turkey
 The blue jay
 The king bird
 The blue bird
 The butcher bird
 The wild pigeon
 The mocking bird
 The humming bird
 The wild swan
 The velvet duck
 The yellow shanks
 The woodcock
 The cormorant
 The little auk, or sea dove

Title: child's story book of birds.
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Title: child's story book of birds.
Series Title: child's story book of birds.
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Table of Contents
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
        Title Page 2
    The bald eagle
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
    The fish-hawk
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
    The great horned owl
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
    The golden robin
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
    The Bob-o-link
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
    The barn swallow
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
    The woodpecker
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
    The cat bird
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
    The partridge
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
    The quail
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
    The wild turkey
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
    The blue jay
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
    The king bird
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
    The blue bird
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
    The butcher bird
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
    The wild pigeon
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
    The mocking bird
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
    The humming bird
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
    The wild swan
        Page 80
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 83
    The velvet duck
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
    The yellow shanks
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
        Page 91
    The woodcock
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
    The cormorant
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
    The little auk, or sea dove
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
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These little stories of birds are written in the simple style in which the writer is accustomed to converse with his children. His object is to excite attention toward this beautiful part of the Creator's works, to induce little children to take an interest in birds, and love them.
This object is pursued by giving as much liveliness and animation to these litue sketches as the subject and the space allow. When the children are older, tney will thus have stored up in their minds some pleasant recollections of the feathered songsters of the A>ve, and they will be willing to learn more of ornithology. (3)

the bald eagle.

I am going to tell you BOIlie stories about birds; and in order that you may understand them well, 1 shall skow you a nice large picture of each bird. I begin with the Bald Eagle, because he is the emblem of America, and his picture appears on our standard.
See him! Look at his hooked bill, and sharp talons. He killa small birds, and robs the fish-hawk of the fish, after he has caught it. But this is not all. He sometimes carries off a little infant

the bald eagle.
to his nest, which he builds on a tall tree, or rock. A Bald Eagle carried off a child which was sleeping in the shade of a tree, on a plantation in Georgia, and plamd it in his nest, on a high tree, at (he edge of a swamp. The parents el' the baby, and their neighbors, followed the eagle, and found the child ; but it was quite dead. A New Jersey farmer's wife was weeding a garden, with her child lying near her, when an eagle dashed down and seized the child's clothes, to carry it off, when the little gown gave way, and the baby escaped; and the eagle flew off with a piece of the gown in his mouth

the fish-hawk.

See this picture of the Fish-hawk! He is not so large as the eagle; but you observe that he has the same kind of bill and talons, which mark him as a bird of prey. lie Hies over the sea, or a river; and when he sees a fish, he dashes into the water, and seizes him in his sharp, crooked taloSrs, and carries him off. As he flies away, hoping to make a good dinner of the fish, he sometimes meets an eagle, who instantly attacks him with his sharp beak and talons.

14 the fish-hawk.
The poor Fish-hawk screams with all his might, and drops the fish. Then the eagle seizes the fish, and carries it off to his young ones; and so the poor Fish-hawk must go and catch another fish before he can have his dinner.
So you see the Bald Eagle is a robber, lie robs honest fish-hawks, who get their living by fishing. Sometimes the fish-hawk sits upon a tree, over a fish pond, and catches the fish that comes under it.

This is the Virginia Owl. Is not he a beauty ? See his great, staring eyes, and his sharp bill, and those tufts of feathers like ears. He sits on the branch of a tree, and has a rat in his talons. He is almost blind by day, but sees very well in the night. So he sits quiet and silent in a tree, till evening; and then he flies about and catches rats, and squirrels, and rabbits, or any little sparrow, or woodpecker, that he finds sitting fast asleep in his own nest, taking care of hi*-2 (17)

the great horned owl.
young ones. After Mr. Owl has killed the two old birds, he also kills the poor, helpless young ones, who are unable to ily away from him. Mr. Owl is like an Indian, who conies in the night, and tomahawks a poor farmer, and his wife and children.
Mr. Owl has a hoarse voice. One night some soldiers were sleeping in the woods, and they heard Mr. Owl calling out, waugh oo waugh oo !" They thought it was a spirit, and they were dreadfully frightened. So they lay awake all night, and hurried away at daylight.

the golden robin.

Well, we have had enough of those robbing birds of prey. I will now tell you some stories about the other birds. See this line Golden Robin! Some call him the Baltimore Oriole. He is very handsomely decked with orange, and black plumage, and sings very sweetly. He lives on insects, and peas, beans, and buds of trees. He builds on a tall elm, or an oak tree, by the road side, a very curious nest. You see it in the picture, where Mr. Robin is clinging to its side.

22 the golden robin.
It looks like a bag, and it is called a pensile, or hanging nest. lie makes it
of flax, or yarn, which he finds in the farm yard, and of tow, or hair and grass.
lie lines it with hair and feathers; and when it is done, Mr. Robin's wife, Mrs. Robin, who has helped him. to build it, lays in it some beautiful eggs, which in due time are hatched into little robins. This is their summer work, and while it is going on, you may hear Mr. Robin, high up on the elm tree, singing beautiful songs, while his nest is swinging all day in the light summer breeze. In the winter he lives at the South.

the bob-o-link.

Ah here is Mr. Bob-o-link, with his black and white jacket, and his merry song. He is a right gay fellow. Some call him Rice bird; because, when he passes through Carolina, on his way from New England to the West Indies, he stops and eats a great deal of rice from their plantations.
Master Bob-o-link comes to us in the spring, and he sings a very funny song. The Yankee boys pretend to understand it; and they say these are the words of

20 the bob-o-link.
the song" Bob-o-link, Bob-o-link; Tom Denny, Tom Denny, come pay me the two and six pence you've owed me more than a year and a half ago! Tshe, tshe, tshe; tsh, tsh, tshe!"
" Bob-o-link's wife, Mrs. Bob-o-link, is a very different sort of bird. She has a modest, ash colored dress, instead of Bob's gay black and white coat; and she never sings any blackguard songs, like Bob's. She is a quiet, prudent housekeeper, and takes good care of the little Bobs, giving them worms to eat, and trying, in vain, to teach them good manners.

Here is the Barn Swallow! See what an elegant, graceful fellow he is. How he darts through the air. He is just going to cateli a fly. He moves a great deal quicker than the lly, and he takes them on the wing.
He comes to us in the spring, and builds his nest of mud and hay, sticking it against a beam, or rafter, in the farmer's barn. He lines it with soft feathers, so that it may be warm and comfortable for the young swallows,

30 the barn swallow.
when they are hatched. He does not sing a regular song, like the Golden Robin, or Bob-o-link; but has a lively, merry, little twitter; and when some dozens of them%are flying about, and twittering together in a barn, it sounds quite cheerful.
The farmers like the swallows, because they destroy the insects which are hurtful to his crops of corn and grain. He never lets his boys disturb the swallows' nests.
Besides the Barn Swallow, there are the Chimney Swallow, and the Bank Swallow, building their nests in chimneys and sandy banks.

the woodpecker.

This is the Gelden Winged Woodpecker, or Flicker. Is not he a sharp, smart, looking fellow? Tie lives in the South in winter, and comes to us with the swallows, in spring. He builds his nest in a hollow tree, and when he cannot find a hollow one, he digs a deep hole right into the side of a sound tree, with his strong, sharp beak. A smart fellow is Master "Woodpecker! When he' is at this work, he makes a tapping noise, like a carpenter, or trunkmaker.-
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the woodpeckek.
He has a very long tongue, longer than his beak, and when he finds a nest of ants in a rotten tree, or slump, he thrusts his tongue in amongst them, and pulls them out by means of bristles pointing backwards, which are on his tongue. The end of his tongue is sharp and hard, like a porcupine's quill. In this way he is very useful to the farmer, and ought never to be shot, or injured.

the cat bird.

Here lie s;ts upon a bough, near his nest. He is called Cat Bird, because he sometimes makes a mewing noise, like a cat. But he is a very pretty singer when he chooses to exert his talents. He can imitate the Golden Robin, and the Whip-poorwill, and many other birds, very cleverly; and he has been known to imitate a tune played upon the flute.
He likes to build his nest in a close, bushy thicket. He makes the outside part of it of twigs, dead grass, and dry

38 the cat bird.
leaves, and lines it with fern roots, or any thread, or yarn, which he can find. A Cat Bird once stole a nice thread lace edging to line his nest with; but the lady to whom it belonged, found the nest, and got the lace back, all safe, and not torn a hit. A great thief is Master Cat Bird.
Mr. iSiittall says, that he has found in Cat Bird's nests, the cast off skins of snakes, which, you know, are like paper; and he also found bits of newspapers, wood shavings, strings, and bass-mat strips, all used in building Cat Bird's nests.

This bird is called Partridge in New England, and Pheasant in the Middle States. He is about the size of a hen. The most curious thing about him, is his drumming. This is a great noise which lie makes by clapping his wings very rapidly against his sides, as he sits on a log. It is heard at the distance of a quarter of a mile.
Sportsmen take a great deal of trouble to obtain Partridges; for the are very shy birds. Once a man took a dry blad-

the partridge.
der, and filled it with air, and taking it, with his gun, into the woods, he imitated the drum of the Partridge, by beating the bladder with a stick. A partridge who heard, thought it was another partridge drumming, as a challenge to him to fight. So he came flying out of the bushes to meet his rival, and was shot by the sportsman.

Tins bird is called Quail in New England, and Partridge in the Middle States. He is smaller than the Partridge. The one is a very pretty bird, as you may see; by the picture. He likes to live in the groves near a farm, so that he may glean from the fields, a plenty of wheat, rye, buckwheat, and Indian corn. He also eats insects and berries. Quails live in flocks, very sociably together. Two sportsmen once went out in the autumn, when Quails were fat, and found a great

the quail.
many coveys, or flocks, by means of their nice pointer dogs; so that before night they had shot more than a hundred of these birds. This was better sport for them than for the poor Quails.

Here you see the Wild Turkey. He looks just like a tame one, except that tuft, like a bunch of hair on his breast. He lives in the woods, on nuts, and buds of trees, and insects. He can tly better than a tame turkey, and he is rather hard to hunt, being a very shy bird. Sometimes in the winter, however, he ventures into a farm yard, among the poultry, in quest of food.
Once upon a time, an Indian, who was hunting with his bow and arrows, came 4 (49)

the wild turkey.
upon a whole flock of many hundred turkeys, who were travelling from one part of the Western country to another, in quest of food. They were marching on foot, and had come to a wide river. They stopped, and seemed to consult, while the Indian, watched them behind a tree. At hist they all Hew into high trees on the river's brink, and taking flight, crossed the river; but a number of the younger ones fell into the water, and were drowned; these the Indian collected and carried home

Is not the Blue Jay an elegant bird, with all those beautiful markings of blue, black, and white ? He lives in the woods near the farm, and is famous for laying up hoards of grain, nuts, and acorns. He cries, "jay! jay!" and sometimes imitates the noise of a saw, and learns to speak words like a parrot, when he is tamed. He is a great thief, and carries off spoons, or scissors, or any thing he can lay his bill upon, and hides it. He steals the eggs of other birds,

the blue jay.
and sometimes kills their young ones, and eats them.
One day a Blue Jay made an attack on a robin's nest, and killed one of the young robins. Upon this the other young ones set up a dismal cry, Which soon brought the parent birds about the ears of Master Jay. They raised a terrible clamor, and began to peck him with their sharp bills, and the quarrel became so noisy, that all the birds in the orchard came flocking to the place. Among the rest was a gallant King Bird, who gave Master Jay such a terrible flogging, that he was glad to escape with his life.

the king bird.

This is the King Bird. It was he that flogged the villain Jay, for killing the young robin. He is a famous fighter a soldier among the birds. He loves to build his nest in the orchard, and he eats berries, beetles, flies, and worms. When hnr young ones are hatched, he takes his station on the top of the tree where his nest is, and watches over the safety of his wife and children. If a hawk, crow, or jay, or even an eagle, comes flying towards the nest, Master

the king bird.
King Bird, instantly makes a dash at him; and although he is not bigger than a robbin, he is so brave and active, that he never fails to drive the enemy off. He flies very rapidly all round the eagle, and strikes him with his sharp bill from behind, before he can turn round. He aims at his enemy's eye, and is so active, that he can escape the gripe of his powerful bill, in a very few minutes,^r. Eagle, has enough of this sport, and beats a retreat. Is not Mr. King Bird a brave fellow, and a patriot ?

the blue bird.

The Blue Bird is a great favorite with the farmer. You see, I have drawn his picture sitting on the branch of an apple tree, near a farm house. He is very sociable and friendly, and loves to cheer the farjjgijt and his family with his de--lightmnBffg. When he is going to begin a song, he calls out, Hear! Hear! Beauty! Beauty!" Flatterer that he is! No wonder that the farmer's little daughter, Mary, has taken him under her special care. She has begged her

the blue bibd.
father to build him a small house, about the size of a band-box, for Master Blue Bird to build his nest in. And the bird has taken possession, and comes back to his house every spring, and rears his family, and sings for his little mistress all the season, till late in autumn, and then he Hies off to Georgia, or Florida, to pass the winter.

See his sharp, hooked bill! He, like the King Bird, is a warrior, and is not afraid to attack an eagle. He generally eats grasshoppers, crickets, and spiders. Sometimes he kills and eats small birds. He has a way of impaling the insects and birds, by sticking them on a thorn, growing on a thorn bush, and he leaves them there until he comes that way again. Sometimes he forgets all about them.
One fine winter day, a Butcher Bird S 65

the butcher bird.
flew at Mr. Brown's Canary cage, as it hung at the window, and attacked the Canary birds which were in it; and when one of them, in his fright, put his head through the bars of the cage, the cruel Butcher Bird tore it off with his sharp beak. The family wrould never have known how this happened, if the audacious Batcher had not flown into the the parlor window, the next day, in order to kill the other Canary. But, happily, some one came into the room, just in time to save him.

Tins is a wonderful bird. It is the common wild pigeon, called the Passenger Pigeon, because he flies at different seasons, from one end of the continent to the other. He is a beautiful bird, and his flesh is better, I think, than that of the tame pigeon. He can fly at the rate of a mile in a minute.
These pigeons fly in immense flocks; and this is the wonderful part of my story. In the pigeon roosts, as certain
places in the woods in the Western coun-

the wild pigeon.
try are called, they appear in vast clouds, containing millions upon millions of birds; and in these places the country people kill them with clubs, when they are weary with flying, and carry them off by cart loads.
In our part of the country they are caught in large nets, or shot down by hundreds, on pigeon stands, to which they are lured by decoy birds, the sportsman concealing himself in a booth, made of branches of trees.

the mocking bird.

Ah this bird is an old acquaintance of yours. You have seen him in his cage, and -have heard his wonderful music. lie'imitates all the birds of the air, and beats them all in the richness and sweetness of bis notes. He lives chiefly at the South; being more rarely seen in the Middle States.
In his wild state he lives upon berries, worms, and grasshoppers. He loves to settle near the planter's house, becomes quite sociable with the children, and

the mocking bird.
quarrels with the cat and dog, if they come too near his nest. His plumage is not handsome; but his form is slender, and his motions are very graceful. He often sings in the night, like the nightingale, and sometimes begins his wild song at the dawn of day, like the English lark. A good songster has been sold us high as one hundred dollars, i

the humming bird.

What a tiny little fellow is this ? He darts about like a sunbeaaa, humming with his little wings, which he moves so rapidly in his flight, that you can hardly see them. He thrusts his long bill into that bell-shaped flower, to sip the honey from its deep cup. Then he flies off to another, and presently, dash! he is off, and you see him no more. Sometimes he comes into the green house to visit the flowers, and he is so bold and fearless of man, that he is easily caught, and

the humming bird.
then you see one of the most beautiful objects in the world! Such exquisite little feathers, so delicately colored, such bright, sparkling eyes, and pretty little motions, and ways. He is easily tamed, and then ladies feed him on honey, or sugar and water, which he sucks from llowcrs, as they are held to him. He is the fairy of birds.

All the birds which I have been talking to you about, are land birds. Now I will tell you some stories about the water birds: and I begin with the Wild Swan, called also, the Whistling Swan, because, unlike the Tame Swan, he makes a whistling noise. He has webbed feet, like the duck and goose, and he is fond of swimming. He is as large as the Tame Swan, which I suppose you have seen. He is found on the sea coast, in various parts of the continent, from Florida to Hudson's bay
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the wild swan.
One very cold day, in winter, two Wild Swans were flying to the South, from the Arctic regions, where they had passed a very pleasant summer. But they had not set out on their long journey to the South quite early enough. So they were very stiff and cold, and they lighted on a fence, near a planter1! house, who was so fortunate as to catch them. So he clipped their wings, and tamed them, and gave them a pond in his garden to live in.

There are many kinds -of Ducks, besides the tame ones which you see in the barn yard. This is called the Velvet Duek._ He lives in the northern regions, where there are frozen seas and ice islands. He feeds on shell fish and sea weeds. But he goes up the country, near some little pond, to build his nest, where his wife lays eight or ten white eggs,' and sits on them very patiently till they are hatched. While she is sitting on the eggs, her husband goes off sporting, and

the velvet duck.
enjoying himself, on the great swelling waves of the sea. When he is moulting, i. e., shedding his feathers, he becomes quite weak. Then the Indians of those northern regions, attack whole flocks of these Velvet Ducks, and kill them with clubs, chasing them through the water, in their canoes. In the winter the Velvet Ducks fly to the South, and are shot in great numbers, in Chesapeake bay. f hey are not very good to eat.

This is a pretty little wading bird. He lives on the sea shore, in all parts of our country. See that little boy creeping among the reeds to watch him. He would give all the spending money in his pocket to catch that Yellow Shanks alive. But he cannot devise any way to do it.
Generally, you see them in flocks, wading in the shallow water. Sometimes they are found on the lakes, far
in the interior of the country. They are

the yellow shanks.
shot in great numbers, wherever the sportsmen find them, and are considered pretty good eating. When a sportsman fires into a flock, wounds one or two of them, he lets them flutter about, and cry out. Then the flock flies round in a circuit, and comes back to the same place. Then bang goes the gun again, and some more are killed or wounded. The sjtorts-man lies still in his hiding place, and loads his gun again; and so he goes on until he kills almost the whole flock.


This is a wading bird. He is greatly prized as game. The sportsman delights in shooting him. The Woodcock comes to our part of the country in the spring; but bis winters are passed in the South. He keeps in the close thickets and woods, in the day time; but comes out in the evening to search in the soft wood for worms, and under the leaves for insects. His eyes, you see, are placed in the back part of his head, so that he cannot sec his prev; but he has a most delicate
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the woodcock.
sense of feeling, in the end of his bill, which answers the same purpose.
The Woodcock is very affectionate towards his young. One day a sportsman scared a Woodcock from his nest, when he was astonished to see, that as it flew away, it carried off in its claws, one of its young ones, lie was so pleased with this mark of parental affection, that he did not fire at the bird.

This is a very large sea birdmore than three feet long. He is found on the sea shore in almost all parts of the world. He is a very dexterous and voracious fisher, committing great havoc when he visits ponds and lakes; but as he lives chiefly on the sea shore, and seldom goe^fjfrjand, the fresh water fish are not often troubled with his attacks.
He can swim for some time under water, and he seldom comes up without a fish in his bill; and to swallow it, he 7 (&)

the cormorant.
gives it a toss in the air, and catching it, as it falls, head foremost, into his mouth.
In China, and formerly in England, the people used Cormorants in fishing. To prevent his swallowing the fish, as fast as he caught them, Mr. Cormorant had a ring put round the lower part of his neck. He was quite tame, and brought the fish to his master, knowing that he should get a good supper when his day's work was done.

Is not this a pretty little sea bird. It is called by the sailors, the Greenland Dove. It inhabits, however, a region ndiere the gentle cooing of the dove is

100 the little auk, or sea dove.
never heard. It dwells far within the Arctic circle, almost at the North pole itselfterrible region of ice, and snow, and storm. In Greenland and Spitz-bergen, they collect in great flocks, watching the motion of the ice, near the shore, and when it is broken by storms, they crowd by thousands into every opening crack, in order to snatch up the little shell fish, and other productions of the sea, which form their food.

With Twenty.four Engravings. Square lCmo., cloth, gilt.
This is n entirely new book, written for very young children, by an experienced hand, and by a very popular author with children. Its character is different from that of all the other books of the kind that have been published, for they are all written beyond the comprehension of very ymtng children, and contain too much scientific detail to interest them. These descriptions are written in the same familiar manner in which the author would converse with his children, and contain entirely new and interesting stories. It is printed with large type, and embellished with 24 spirited engravings of the various animals. It is published with the plates plain or coloured.

With Twenty four Engravings. Square 18ino., cloth, gilt.
This beantiful little volume is written by the same author, and in the same familiar, interesting style, as The Child's Story Book of Animals." It is printed, bound, and illustrated to match that popular volume, and at the same price.
A critic has said of them, "They are just the books that have been wanted; no dry, scientific descriptions of animals, that the little folks cannot understand, but sketches and stories told in a delightful style, which mutt please the juveniles. They made us feel like youngsters again whilst reading them. We know of no better books to place in their hands, not only to amuse but to instruct them."

Bach of these little books contains 24 brightly coloured pictures ; the one, of Animals, and the other, of Birds. They are expressly calculated for Picture Books for very little folks, and from their attractive appearance, and the large number of Engravings, must please them. Another novel feature is, they are printed on a large sheet of thick, strong paper, so that they can be either turned over like the leaves of an ordinary book, or stretched out to display a brilliant array of pictures, nine feet in length. Ask for

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