ROBIK. 



TURDUS MIGRATORITJS. 



LAST season the robin was five days beliind the blue- 

 bird. The first note I heard from him proved 

 him a magician; the sound of his voice, filling the air 

 with joy, spread a glow of instantaneous happiness over 

 the morning landscape. Perched on the topmost twig 

 of a tall maple, I had only time to lift my hat when 

 he saluted me with, 



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This he repeated two or three times with martial ardor 

 and precision ; then with his parting 



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Lit, 



lit, 



lit, Ut, Ut. 



and with a flirt of his tail at each note, he left the grove. 

 He flew high, scorning the earth, and did not return till 

 evening. Then he did not sing ; it was only, 



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Lit, lit, lit, leu, leu. 



