Two Vireos and Some Friends 



at a little distance, and pour forth enough 

 gymnastic variation in his wonderful whistle 

 to drive a boy-adept at the art to despair 

 with envy; all of which, however, is simply 

 an indication that you are near his nest 

 and he is alarmed about it. Moreover, he 

 stirs up some other sounds with his melodi- 

 ous noise that are not echoes — and in a 

 moment or two you have had a vision of 

 the Maryland Yellow-throat, the Yellow- 

 breasted Chat and the Indigo Bunting; 

 these — with the Cardinal added — forming 

 as rich and as rare a woodland symphony 

 in color as any one may wish to look upon; 

 and so brightening up the shadowy thicket 

 that you emerge at length with feelings very 

 different from those with which you were 

 held fast in it, or threaded cautiously its 

 wilding maze, but a little while before. 



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