Bird Notes and their Value 



to take a special delight in the lavish white 

 flower-clusters of the black haw that 

 show through the thicket in three or four 

 different directions. Even the Goldfinch 

 (^^Wild-canary"), who appears to be 

 everywhere, swoops down to them occa- 

 sionally from the higher branches which 

 spread above these dwarf blooming trees, 

 and greatly enhances their beauty in his 

 lovely spring garb of yellow and black, 

 which has taken the place of the poor 

 dun and gray vestments he wore during 

 the winter. 



What it is he and the others are finding 

 in the black haw that pleases them so is 

 a secret I cannot guess. 



Listening suddenly with closer attention 

 I hear from some distance back of me a 

 call that is quite unmistakable, and most 

 agreeable to the ear after so many months 

 without it — that of the PhcBbe, or Bridge 

 Pewee, to whom we adverted some pages 

 back. He is easy to recognize just now 

 even if you do not catch his voice. For, 

 in our climate, whenever this early in the 



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