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WOOD NOTES WILD. 



The next morning I heard hun sing simply, 



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Clie-way che-chute. 



The morning of the 28th being rainy, I feared I should see 

 no birds, but by 9 o'clock the clouds began to vanish, and 

 suddenly there were three species within four rods of my 

 window, — a flock of snow-birds, a white-breasted nut- 

 hatch, and the bluebird. The latter lit upon the stump 

 of a small plum-tree, when white-breast lit upon the 

 side of the stump and began to dart up and down 

 and around, below him. The bluebird was evidently 

 puzzled at his friend's eccentric movements. Shiftmg 

 quickly from point to point, he would peer over in a 

 very quizzical and comical manner, as much as to say, 

 " How do you do that ? " It was a pretty pantomime ; 

 and though no music was added to my notes, I was 

 grateful for the call. When the silent birds took to 

 the air and left me alone again, I could not but exclaim, 

 " How beautiful are birds, and where is the match for the 

 blue of the bluebird ! " 



Thus far the bluebird sang in the key of D minor. 

 I afterward heard him sing in several keys, as here 

 represented : — 



