SOUTHWARD BOUND 101 
They went far up toward the Arctic circle, but 
before the end of July they were back again, 
hastening to the equator. The golden plover, 
we are told, travels from Greenland to Pata- 
gonia. 
All summer the golden warblers were singing 
within sound of my windows. As I walked I saw 
them flitting in and out of the roadside bushes, 
beautiful and delicate creatures. But before the 
first of September the last of them disappeared. 
I did not see them depart. They took wing in 
the night, and almost before I suspected it they 
were gone. They will winter in Central or South 
America, and, within a week of May-day, we shall 
have them here again, as much at home as ff they 
had never left us. 
They were gone before the first of September, 
I said. But I was thinking of those which had 
summered in Massachusetts. In point of fact, I 
saw a golden warbler only ten days ago. He was 
with a mixed flock of travelers, and, in all hke- 
lihood, had come from the extreme north ; for 
this dainty, blue-eyed warbler is common in sum- 
mer, not only throughout the greater part of the 
United States, but on the very shores of the Arc- 
tic Ocean. So he voyages back and forth, living 
his life from land to land, as Tennyson says, led 
by who knows what impulse ? 
