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Presently they will fly away like a black 

 cloud, only to return again in a moment, 

 noisier and gayer than ever. 



Down in the meadows, the purple 

 grackle's cousin, the red-winged black- 

 bird, is disporting himself, not so noisily, 

 but quite as ostentatiously as his cousin. 

 You would never know from her dress 

 that Mrs. Redwing belonged to the same 

 family, for she is very modest, has no 

 flaming red wings, and looks more like a 

 retiring brown bird than a gay redwing. 



You will notice that just the opposite 

 style prevails in the bird family from 

 that in the human family. With us the 

 females wear the gay feathers and bright 

 dresses, but in the bird family it is the 

 males, and they do all the singing as well. 

 So the world would be very desolate with- 

 out them. But what of the nest and 

 the bright coloured eggs, and the young 



