BIRD SONG.

It should not be overlooked by the young observer that if he would

learn to recognize at once any particular bird, he should make himself

acquainted with the song and call notes of every bird around him. The

identification, however, of the many feathered creatures with which we

meet in our rambles has heretofore required so much patience, that,

though a delight to the enthusiast, few have time to acquire any great

intimacy with them. To get this acquaintance with the birds, the

observer has need to be prepared to explore perilous places, to climb

lofty trees, and to meet with frequent mishaps. To be sure if every

veritable secret of their habits is to be pried into, this pursuit will

continue to be plied as patiently as it has ever been. The opportunity,

however, to secure a satisfactory knowledge of bird song and bird life

by a most delightful method has at last come to every one.

A gentleman who has taken a great interest in BIRDS from the appearance

of the first number, but whose acquaintance with living birds is quite

limited, visited one of our parks a few days ago, taking with him the

latest number of the magazine. His object, he said, was to find there

as many of the living forms of the specimens represented as he could.

"Seating myself amidst a small grove of trees, what was my delight at

seeing a Red Wing alight on a telegraph wire stretching across the park.

Examining the picture in BIRDS I was somewhat disappointed to find that

the live specimen was not so brilliantly marked as in the picture.

Presently, however, another Blackbird alighted near, who seemed to be

the veritable presentment of the photograph. Then it occured to me

that I had seen the Red Wing before, without knowing its name. It kept

repeating a rich, juicy note, _oncher-la-ree-e!_ its tail tetering at

quick intervals. A few days later I observed a large number of Red Wings

near the Hyde Park water works, in the vicinity of which, among the

trees and in the marshes, I also saw many other birds unknown to me.

With BIRDS in my hands, I identified the Robin, who ran along the ground

quite close to me, anon summoning with his beak the incautious angle

worm to the surface. The Jays were noisy and numerous, and I observed

many new traits in the Wood Thrush, so like the Robin that I was at

first in some doubt about it. I heard very few birds sing that day, most

of them being busy in search of food for their young."

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