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How appropriate the place select, 

 And how robin-like the architect ! 

 Where footmen, as they trod along, 

 Will pause to hear the veery's song; 

 Where city folks in wonder hush 

 And pause to hear the hermit thrush; 

 Where in friendly frolic you will often see 

 The titmouse gay and the chickadee; 

 Where the bluebird, harbinger of springtime, starts 

 The cheery welcome of our hearts ; 

 Where the thrasher loud his notes prolong, 

 While the waxwing lisps the faintest song; 

 Where sparrows all in brown coats dressed 

 Are with the sweetest song notes blessed; 

 And where, safe anchored to a limb, 

 So frail and yielding, long and slim, 

 Hangs suspended from the shrike 

 The vireo's nest so basket-like; 

 Where the chewink scratches among the leaves 

 And where the dove his love song grieves; 

 Where the phoebe all his tribe will bring 

 To catch their food upon the wing; 

 Where one can hear, by careless hark, 

 The horned and the meadow lark; 

 Where the goldfinch, kinglet, indigo 

 All their brightest plumage show; 

 Where grosbeaks, rose, and cardinal too, 

 And the gnatcatcher dressed in gray and blue 

 Show their varied, keen delights 

 In selecting nesting sites; 

 Where blackbirds nest and orioles pair; 

 Where swifts and swallows sail the air; 

 Where oft is seen, but seldom heard, 

 Our ruby-throated humming-bird ; 

 Where the careful listener often hears 

 Jenny wrens and tanagers ; 

 All by their gladsome ways and glee 

 Aid in this bird-land minstrelsy. 

 Ft. Wayne, Ind. 



