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 Front Cover
 The swallows
 Mr. Titmouse and family
 A snug home
 The robin's house
 The cole tit
 The blue tit
 A hungry family
 Mr. and Mrs. Reed Warbler
 The rookery
 Poor Mr. Owl
 The heron
 Mr. and Mrs. Thrush
 Jenny Wren at home
 Back Cover














Group Title: Artistic series ; 2042
Title: Birds in their homes
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 Material Information
Title: Birds in their homes
Series Title: Artistic series
Physical Description: 12 p. : ill. ; 28 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Raphael Tuck & Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: Raphael Tuck & Sons
Place of Publication: New York
London
Publication Date: [189-]
 Subjects
Subject: Birds -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1895
Genre: non-fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
England -- London
 Notes
General Note: Cover title.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00080720
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Resource Identifier: aleph - 002245624
oclc - 52923043
notis - ALJ6631

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover
    The swallows
        Page 1
    Mr. Titmouse and family
        Page 1
    A snug home
        Page 2
    The robin's house
        Page 3
        Page 4
    The cole tit
        Page 5
    The blue tit
        Page 5
        Page 6
    A hungry family
        Page 7
    Mr. and Mrs. Reed Warbler
        Page 8
        Page 9
    The rookery
        Page 10
        Page 11
    Poor Mr. Owl
        Page 12
    The heron
        Page 12
    Mr. and Mrs. Thrush
        Page 13
    Jenny Wren at home
        Page 14
    Back Cover
        Back Cover
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The Swallows.


The Swallows who have just finished building
their nest return home one day and find a sparrow


in possession of their nice house.


But they peck


him so hard that he soon flies away.

Mr. Titmouse and Family.

Mr. Titmouse is giving his family a lesson in


good manners.


"One at a time" he cries.
all open their beaks


But they
together.


So he eats the fat caterpillar
Slphimself and takes his
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nest.


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The Swallows.


The Swallows who have just finished building
their nest return home one day and find a sparrow


in possession of their nice house.


But they peck


him so hard that he soon flies away.

Mr. Titmouse and Family.

Mr. Titmouse is giving his family a lesson in


good manners.


"One at a time" he cries.
all open their beaks


But they
together.


So he eats the fat caterpillar
Slphimself and takes his
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nest.


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S/ A Snug Home.

"" o" what a snug house"
L LETT Said Mr. Cole Tit,

"So quiet and safe
For my dear
._ wife to sit."



Then chirping with joy
He flew to his wife

Who cried "My dear boy /'
We are settled for life." ;"

So when the next postman /
Unlocked the front door /1i ,

He saw such a sight / .I
As he'd ne'er/ #-a I;


seen before.







( The Robin's Home.


Mr. and Mrs.
Redbreast
// Have this old
Skettle found

And in it built
0 their pretty nest
So cosy,
-- ,snug and round.

With moss and feathers lined it,
To make it soft and warm,

And hope no one will find it
To do their nestlings harm.

While his good wife is sitting
Upon their eggs all day,

Her husband perches near her
To cheer her with his lay.

















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The Cole Tit.


"Here is


beautiful Cater-
pillar" cried a
little Cole Tit
alighting on a
branch of apple


blossom.


He did


all round it in a


not eat it at once but kept picking
circle which is a habit Cole Tits


have. Getting tired, he eat it up and fluttered away.

The Blue Tit.

In the trunk of a decayed tree two beautiful


little birds were building


their nest, for the Blue
Tit prefers a hole in a
tree to anywhere else,
and when it was
finished eight pinky
eggs were to be seen,
out of which came in
time eight little birdies
very like their mother.





The Cole Tit.


"Here is


beautiful Cater-
pillar" cried a
little Cole Tit
alighting on a
branch of apple


blossom.


He did


all round it in a


not eat it at once but kept picking
circle which is a habit Cole Tits


have. Getting tired, he eat it up and fluttered away.

The Blue Tit.

In the trunk of a decayed tree two beautiful


little birds were building


their nest, for the Blue
Tit prefers a hole in a
tree to anywhere else,
and when it was
finished eight pinky
eggs were to be seen,
out of which came in
time eight little birdies
very like their mother.

















The King-Fisher.

Here's a King-Fisher


as still as a stone


Wondering where all the nice fishes have gone.


Master CucCoo





A Hungry Family.

In a sheltered nook Mrs. Robin is bringing up


her family of three.


Their pretty nest among the


primroses is made of dried leaves and grass and


lined with the softest wool.


Her children have not


got bright red breasts like their Father's yet, but


are covered with


a fluffy greyish down and look


very funny little things to everyone but their Mother.
It is all she can do to find food enough for
her hungry brood, and all day she is hopping back-
wards and forwards with nice fat worms.






Mr. and Mrs. Reed Warbler.


The little Reed Warb-
lers are running up' and
down the stems of the reeds
which support their nest.
They are very much excited \
for in the nest are five
greenish-white spotted eggs,
and they are both expect-
ing to have five pretty little i $
birdies as nimble in i '-
making their way
among the reeds as they
are themselves. "I hope
there won't be a flood to
wash away our home" says
Mrs. Reed Warbler anx-
iously, but her husband as-
sures her that there is no
chance of such a sad accident, for the sky is
without a cloud and the June sun is shining on
the gleaming river.




















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Mr. and Mrs.


Gold-Crested Wren.


The Cherry Stealer-Mr. Blackbird.






The Rookery, /

High in the air the
black rooks build
Year by year in the
same tall trees,
In spring all day e
our ears are filled
By their "cawing"
floating
down the breeze.

Sticks and clay well /
knit together
Lined with wool to
make them warm,
Their nests defy the roughest weather
And keep the pale green eggs from harm.

At break of day we hear them calling
As o'er the bare brown fields they roam,
But every Rook when night is falling
With joyful "cawing" hastens home.

































In Trouble.
Mr. Owl comes out in the Daytime
and is mobbed by the little Birds.






Poor Mr. Owl.

Mr. Owl driven from his home by mischiev-
ous boys has perched on a tree in the bright
sunshine where he is immediately mobbed by a
crowd of small birds. They all hate him, for at night
he often eats a little sleepy bird for his supper.

The Heron.

Standing on one leg among
the rushes the Heron is watch-
ing for any unfortunate little j
fish that may happen to swim

He used to be much more I-
frequently seen than he is at
present, and was the favourite
game when Hawking was a
royal sport in England, though
the Heron often succeeded in .
killinghisenemybyspittingthe
Hawk on his long sharp bill.






Poor Mr. Owl.

Mr. Owl driven from his home by mischiev-
ous boys has perched on a tree in the bright
sunshine where he is immediately mobbed by a
crowd of small birds. They all hate him, for at night
he often eats a little sleepy bird for his supper.

The Heron.

Standing on one leg among
the rushes the Heron is watch-
ing for any unfortunate little j
fish that may happen to swim

He used to be much more I-
frequently seen than he is at
present, and was the favourite
game when Hawking was a
royal sport in England, though
the Heron often succeeded in .
killinghisenemybyspittingthe
Hawk on his long sharp bill.

















SMr. and Mrs. Thrush.


Y On the branch of
a beautiful may tree
Mrs. Thrush is patiently sitting
on four pretty greenish blue eggs.
She would be very dull not being able to fly about
but her husband is perched on the bough by her
side and sings all day to cheer her up.
Pretty little Mrs. Thrush is the best of mothers
and if disturbed will fly round the intruder with
ruffled feathers and outspread tail. A pair of Thrushes
have been known to build their beautiful nest of
moss, small twigs, and grass in two days.




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Jenny Wren at Home.

Jenny Wren's little nest
Is round like a ball,
Yet with eight pink eggs
She finds room for them all.
Her husband all day
Sings song after song,
And tells her their eggs
Will hatch before long.
Jenny listens with joy
To the love
songs he sings,
Till eight
little wrens
Nestle under
her wings.


Hope Myrtoun.



































































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