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and we may hope that it will take lodging in some 
of the new bird boxes. 
“In the second half of the month: — 
The Barn Swallow. 
Spotted Sandpiper. 
Bank Swallow. 
Purple Martin. 
Whip-poor-will. One of the birds of the air that, together 
with its brother the Nighthawk and its cousins the 
Chimney-swift and Humming-bird, may well be called 
winged mysteries. 
T owhee-Chewink, or Ground-robin, of the tribe of Sparrows 
and Finches, but, like the Cardinal, without stripes, 
and having a stout beak. Head, throat, back, and 
breast black; white belly and rust-red sides. Black 
tail with white outer feathers. A handsome, vigorous 
bird and a lover of bushes and thickets, where he 
scratches among the leaves. Call-note, ‘ Tow-hee- 
tow-hee.”’ 
Black-and-white Warbler. This you will at first take to 
be a small Woodpecker from its black-and-white 
stripes and tree-creeping habits that remind one of the 
Brown Creeper of winter, but its slender bill names 
it a warbler; one of the “lispers,” who, though 
they have musical names, whisper or lisp a few 
notes as if to themselves. 
Oven-bird. Also a warbler, but, though it sings high 
among the trees, nests on the ground among the 
leaves, the nest being closed at the top and open on 
the sides like an oven. A shy bird with a golden 
brown crown edged by a black line. Plain olive above, 
