"The bluebird is the first to come," said Donald.
"A patch of blue sky," said Uncle Robert.
"You forget the geese that screech over our heads in the early spring," said Frank. "They fly in flocks shaped like an arrow."
[Illustration: Bluebird.]
"The 'bobwhite' is the funniest little bird. One comes right up to my garden fence. It is a shame to shoot them!" said Susie.
"It is a shame to kill any bird unless you need it for food. Every time a bird is killed the farmer loses one of his best helpers. The birds work for the farmer from morning to night."
"Oh, now you are making fun, Uncle Robert," said Susie. "The birds don't work at all. They just fly around and have a good time."
"The crows don't work for the farmer when they pull up his corn," said
Frank.
"Nor the hawks when they steal his chickens," added Mr. Leonard.
"The cherry birds steal the cherries, and the sparrows eat the strawberries," said Susie.