As I was going down Sixth Street; I suddenly heard an angry Cht Cht!” I looked up and saw a bright red cardinal, who seemed very excited over something; as I neared the tree, a great dark, mis­shapen object sailed across the street. An owl! a barn owl. but, I thought myself, what was an owl doing out in the daytime? He dropped into a tree on the other side and calmly composed himself. Almost instantly the red-bird with a “Cht! Cht!” followed after him, flapping his wings and jerking his tail angrily. After him came his mate - whom I had not seen - , a dull greyish-brown creature. They both flew around in the tree, making a great fuss but the owl calmly ignored them. I went on thinking, as I went, that I was going to miss something strange in the bird world.
     On the way back I again saw the owl in the same place, huddled up against the side of the tree. The red-birds were in a tree some distance beyond, still very much excited.  I dropped the handel of the wagon and started across the street - slowly, so as not to alarm him - until I was almost under him.  His back was turned to-ward me, but suddenly he heard me and, without otherwise changing his position he turned his