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"How do you know that's a fly-ketcher's nest and not a wood-pecker's, then?" he asked, to change the subject. "That's what I'd like to know, too," said Bonaparte as plainly as his growls and two mean eyes could say it. "If it's a fly-ketcher's, the nest will be lined with a snake's-skin," said Archie B. "That's nachrul, ain't it," he added "the nest of all sech is lined with snake-skins."

"Now, come under here," went on Archie B. persuasively, "and I'll sho' you they're not pearly white, like a wood-pecker's, but cream-colored with little purple splotches scratched over 'em like a fly-ketcher's." Jud rode under and looked up.

In the body of the dead tree a wood-pecker had chiseled out a round hole. "Hello, yo'se'f" finally drawled Jud "whatcher doin' up thar?" "Why, I am goin' to see if this is a wood-pecker's nes' or a fly-ketcher's." Bonaparte caught his cue at once and ran to the foot of the tree barking viciously, daring the tree-climber to come down. His vicious eyes danced gleefully.

"Yes, that's so and jus' exacly what a fool 'ud say," came back from the tree. "But it 'ud be because he is a fool, tho', an' don't see things as they be. It's a fly-ketcher's nest, for all that " he added. "Teach yo' gran'-mammy how to milk the house cat," sneered Jud, while Bonaparte grew furious again with this added insult. "Don't you know a wood-pecker's nest when you see it?"