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intruder is chased away in the most undevout manner. 

 This done, religious service is resumed with increased 

 fervor. If it be the second or third week in June, his 

 mate may be sitting near by, on four or five white eggs, or 

 the same number of " Free-wilier " fledglings, which the 

 pious father feels it his first duty to protect. 



Mr. Trowbridge has some happy lines to this little fly- 

 catcher : — 



" To trace it ia its green retreat 

 I sought among the boughs in vain ; 

 And followed still the wandering strain, 

 So melancholy and so sweet 

 The dim-eyed violets yearned with pain. 

 'T was now a sorrow in the air, 

 Some nymph's immortalized despair 

 Haunting the woods and waterfalls ; 

 And now at long, sad intervals. 

 Sitting unseen in dusky shade, 

 His plaintive pipe some fairy played 

 With long-drawn cadence thin and clear, — 

 Pewee I pewee ! pewee ! " 



Pe - wee peer ! Pe - wee peer ! Pe - wee peer ! Pe - wee ! 



