At the End of June 



strikes him he seems a very burning brand, 

 dropped from heaven through the tree- 

 tops to make us dream of the glory of the 

 God that made him, and worship just a 

 moment all alone, in His fragrant, dim-ht 

 temple. And, furthermore, your delight 

 in the beauty of this bird will be increased 

 should his mate, in her garb of faint 

 green and yellow, happen to join him as 

 you gaze, and heighten the picture he makes. 

 You may find the Tanager any evening 

 after June fifteenth, if you will, from six 

 until seven, or even later, at the very next 

 patch of woods beyond that which I have 

 already mentioned. The oak and hickory 

 trees here almost surround a little structure 

 known as the Indian Creek school house — 

 this, by the by, being about the most rural 

 and picturesque building of its kind one 

 could imagine, an ideal haunt for some new 

 Rip Van Winkle. Its outlook in every 

 direction is a charming one of leaves and 

 branches, several great, tall forest sentinels 

 standing apart from the rest right beside 

 it, and affording fine and ample shelter 



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