The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1915-10-14
STOP WRITER'S PEN
Many Gentle Distractions in
Summers Garden.
Some Reasons Why II Is Difficult TO
Work Out OF Doors--observation
Of the Birds One Of the
Greatest.

In summer I write every morning
In a summer house at the extreme
rear of my garden-a house which is,
in reality, a COW shed converted by
Virginia creepers. side trellises, great
openings sawed in all four sides and
a small plaster cast OF section of
the Parthenon frieze, painted with
white enamel paint to resist the rain.
But find II difficult TO work out OF
doors, even in the summer. There are
so many distractions. l am disturbed
incessantly by the tiny clamors of lit
tie things. making their sweet, insidl-
Gus appeal for attention.
There Is, for instance--or, rather,
there has been--a chick-a.dee's nest
on my summer house, In box tackled
there to attract the wrens. All my
life have desired to have chick-a.
dee's nest under observation. and this
year my wish was granted. Every
morning while Mrs. Chick-adee was
sitting on her eggs saluted her when
came down TO work.
Then. after I had settled down, and
had Just got a paragraph well under
way. Mr.. Chick-a-dee would appear
with a worm or bug in hts mouth 10
feed her, and l would have TO lay
down my pen TO watch him. First he
would perch on twig twenty or thir.
ty feet away and, without dropping
The food from his mouth, say "chick-a.
dee" two or three times softly-a pret.
ty, wiry. tinkling sound. He never
on any occasion added the remaining
"dee-dee-dees" OF the familiar call
After repeating his announcement he
would then fly to a strip of the trellis
beside the bird box. and sitting there
once more give his wiry little chick
a-dee." Then he would suddenly give
hop to the perch below the hole in
the box, transfer the food to the wait
ing bill of his wife, who would have
her head out ready, and depart.
Another disturber of my labors Is
, a bluebird whose family inhabits a
box in my neighbor's yard, but who
prefers to hunt in mine. I can never
resist watching the fash OF his blue
wings over the flower beds. Still an
other disturber is Baltimore oriole
He feeds In the orchard, swallowing
down a bug or caterpillar and ther
fairly dancing on spray while ht
emits musical grace after meat.
Sometimes a yellow butterfly in
vades my privacy. futtering across
my vision to attract attention, ant
then winging in circles over the potato
field or the flower beds. watch II II
its fight.
When look back at my paper ar
ant Is crawling over II. The an
makes me think of my young appl,
trees set out this spring. for the anti
crawl up young apple trees and evi
IDENTIFY devour the green aphis on tn,
leaves. Have my new trees an,
aphis? ! must get up and investigate
Yes, they have. l must get the hos,
and spray them of.
Back at last at my table I am fire,
to resume my work, and another para
graph gets completed. Then I heal
a meadow lark or perhaps a woot
thrush and, arrested by the sound
pause to listen. and my ear catches
clearly the various noises of the sum
mer day. which SO often we hear with
out hearing, and would only be awar,
of II they stopped altogether. r,
sink back and Just listen--to feel tn,
touch OF the breeze on your cheek, {,
watch the great, lazy. beautiful whit
cloud, to smell the warm scents o
the garden-that is better than work
ing!-Walter Prichard Eaton in tn
Philadelphia Evening Ledger.