bird-table

Updated: May 11, 2025

All around the edge of the board he drove in smaller nails, and to these he tied the pieces of fat, there to dangle on their strings. Dot clapped her hands. "It's our bird table!" she explained to Norah. "Where's Mother? I'm going to tell her." Mother Blossom came and admired the bird-table, and the grocery boy, when he came with the packages, noticed it right away.

Mabel C. Hawley - Four Little Blossoms and Their Winter Fun

And the thrush at length came down. His eye had spotted a little corner of a garden that might have been a spread table in the wilderness. It was only a small triangle of lawn, with a summer-house at its apex, and a spruce-fir and a house at its base, and privet-hedges marking off the rest. But it had a "bird-table," and a swept-clean circle on the grass, and there was sopped bread upon both.

F. St. Mars - The Way of the Wild