Dear Sir: If you or any of your readers ever "loved a tree or flower," and especially a cherry tree on your own premises, covered with a fine crop of particularly early fruit, which you had set your heart upon enjoying, only to see the spoiler come in the shape of a parcel of little cedar birds, or "ring tails," to make a desert of your cherries before you could get a fair chance to pronounce them ripe, you probably understand someting of the sufferings of such disappointed hopes. As these young Ishmael-ites of "ring tails" make their breakfast on my Early Purple Guignes and Bauman's May every season, I have been a little provoked at them, and at last have succeeded in baffling them, by suspending three-cornered pieces of new bright tin, about as large as my hand, among the branches. These bits of tin may be had from the tin shops for a mere trifle, or if you take the refuse pieces - for nothing. Punch a hole in one corner, and suspend the tin by a piece of twine from one of the outer branches, so that it may swing freely. As it turns it will catch the light and sunshine, and frighten off the robbers.

A neighbor, who never does things by halves, has improved on my mode by smearing a branch or two of each tree with bird-lime. This detains one or two of the little thieves now and then, til he makes a sign of distress, which, connected with the awful brightness of the tin, induces them to give the tree a "wider birth," as the sailors say. W. Boston, June 8,1851.