Birds -- United States; Natural history -- Outdoor books
The bluebird usually builds its nest in a hole in a stump or stub, or
in an old cavity excavated by a woodpecker, when such can be had; but
its first impulse seems to be to start in the world in much more
style, and the happy pair make a great show of house-hunting about the
farm-buildings, now half persuaded to appropriate a dove-cot, then
discussing in a lively manner a last year's swallow's nest, or
proclaiming with much flourish and flutter that they have taken the
wren's house, or the tenement of the purple martin; till finally
nature becomes too urgent, when all this pretty make-believe ceases,
and most of them settle back upon the old family stumps and knot-holes
in remote fields, and go to work in earnest.
In such situations the female is easily captured by approaching very
stealthily and covering the entrance to the nest. The bird seldom
makes any effort to escape, seeing how hopeless the case is, and
keeps her place on the nest till she feels your hand closing around
her. I have looked down into the cavity and seen the poor thing
palpitating with fear and looking up with distended eyes, but never
moving till I had withdrawn a few paces; then she rushes out with a
cry that brings the male on the scene in a hurry. He warbles and lifts
his wings beseechingly, but shows no anger or disposition to scold and
complain like most birds. Indeed, this bird seems incapable of
uttering a harsh note, or of doing a spiteful, ill-tempered thing.
The ground-builders all have some art or device to decoy one away from
the nest, affecting lameness, a crippled wing, or a broken back,
promising an easy capture if pursued. The tree-builders depend upon
concealing the nest or placing it beyond reach. But the bluebird has
no art either way, and its nest is easily found.
About the only enemies the sitting bird or the nest is in danger of,
are snakes and squirrels. I knew of a farm-boy who was in the habit of
putting his hand down into a bluebird's nest and taking out the old
bird whenever he came that way. One day he put his hand in, and
feeling something peculiar, withdrew it hastily, when it was instantly
followed by the head and neck of an enormous black snake. The boy took
to his heels and the snake gave chase, pressing him close till a
plowman near by came to the rescue with his ox-whip.
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