Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1904-10-04
A YOUNG GUARDIAN OF
THE SONG BIRDS.

There is one part of Chicago called
Chicago Lawn. In this section OF the
citv the houses are far apart and the
green meadows are everywhere. Here
the meadow lark and boblinls and
Wild canaries and robins resort in
countless numbers. Their nests ma!
be found in the grasses and bushes
and trees They make a happy com
jpany, and their concerts may be heard
from morning until night in sunny
weather.
There is one boy in Chicago Lawh
who can tell you where the mother
bobolnk builds her delicate nest; ne
can point out the trees that the robins
have chosen for their homes; he
Knows all about the funny ways OF the
meadow lark, that will sing you song
one minute and ;hen sail away to tn
Itall grasses. as if offended at your in
difference.
Ask Dale Poole if he loves the birds,
and he will ask you if you love your
brother He is the big brother Of al
the birds in his neighborhOod; ami.
like a big brother he will fight their
battles.
And this brings US to our story.
Not long ago Dale was searching for
volets in meadow not far from his
hcme In his waaderings he suddenly
espied man lying flat on the ground
and almost hidden by the grasses.
He thought the mans actions rather
queer; and to satisfy his curiosity. ho
approached nearer to him. ;,
go back" uttered the man, in
low voice. GO away! Go around an
other way!'
Well, now Dale is Chicago boy:
and. as he was upon ground quite
public; and as there were no signs to
keep off the grass, he did not alter
the course of his footsteps in just the
way the man in the grass would have
liked.
"Go back I tell you,' demanded
said person in the grass.
Dale paused, for the man had arisen
to his feet.
"Go!"
Dale ran, for the man was after
him.
When Dale arrived at the edge of
the meadow he turned and discovered
that the man had resumed his former
position in the grass.
Hes a queer one thought the boy.
but what do you call this?''
Dale met with queer device set up
at the edge of the meadow. It was
nothing more than plank placed in
al, upright position, with two or three
small branches of shrub protruding
from certain holes made by worms.
The arrangement at first glance look
ed inoffensve enough; but. on closer
inspection, Dale discovered that the
branches were covered With a sub
stance most sticky in its nature.
I MOldSSSS NV, II ijlbNH liI
guessed.
! Then it suddenly dawned upon him
what that mysterious substance might
be-
It's bird lime! That fellow is try.
! ing to trap singing birds, Oh, if |
We're only mani
/ ;c.c yhtpr rio
wrath A good lump of it crowded up
into Dale's throat when he undertook
to yell at the tyrant lying in the grass
yonder.
'1ll set Nellie on him." he vowed.
Nellie is a big st. Bernard and
watchdog that fears neither man nor
and she knows it. Her past achieve
ments have necessitated the placing
of sign before her kennel which
reads Beware of the dog"
"That man ought to be eaten up"
Which was all very true. Nellie
would have enjoyed the task.
Tented. Instead Of releasing big Mel
lie, he ran to the homes of two OF his
reighbors. In short order this guard
ian of birdland organized posse, con-
sisting of two men, with himself at
their head. He led the way across
the meadows towards the suspected
bird-trapper. The latter Immediately
betrayed his guilt, for he scrambled
to his feet, ran a few PAGES, stopped
down and fumbled for an instant be-
meath a box-like contrivance, and made
off. with Dale's two deputies in hot
pursuit.
The bird-trapper escaped, and, on
the return of the pursuers, an inspec
tion was made of the boX-like struet
lure lust mentioned 1t was found to