You will find them very different in looks and habits, in spite of their being cousins." "Uncle! Uncle Roy!" cried Dodo, running through the Orchard in a great state of excitement.

"There is a very handsome, rare, wonderful kind of a Meadowlark walking on the lawn by the front steps.

It's brown speckled with black and has a black patch on the breast and red on the head and when he flies you can see a white spot over the tail.

Do you think he has come out of a cage ?" "No, missy, that is not a Meadowlark, is not rare or wonderful, and has not been in a cage; that is an every-day sort of a Woodpecker, having many names.

Some think he is called the Flicker because he has a way of flicking his wings, and the Yellow Hammer because he hammers on trees with the beak and has fine golden wing-linings.