420 GRAY LADY AND THE BIRDS 
On top of lofty elm I see 
Thy black and orange livery; 
Forgive that word! a freeman bold, 
Of choice thou wearest jet and gold, 
And no man’s livery dost bear, 
Thou flying tulip! free as air! 
Come, Golden Robin! once again 
That magic, joy-inspiring strain ! 
— Tuomas Hitu. 
“Of all our North American birds, the Tanager is the 
most gorgeous and suggestive of the tropics. I do not 
The Scar. Understand how any one can fail to name him. 
letTana- He is unlike any other. Entire body rich 
aoe scarlet, wings and tail black; that is all that 
there is to remember about him in spring dress. In 
autumn he moults to a greenish yellow like his mate, 
but still keeps his black wings and tail. 
“This bird is commonly thought to be rare, but that 
is because he loves groves of oaks, chestnuts, and beeches, 
and Nature has taught him to keep in high deep shade, 
that his colour, far richer than the Cardinals, may not 
make him a target for enemies, both feathered and 
human. But in the migrations he is often to be seen. 
Half a dozen were feeding at one time in the garden 
and about the lunch-counter this spring, and in May, 
whenever I drove about or went to Fair Meadows village, 
some one was sure to either ask me the name of the beauti- 
ful red birds that they had seen about the yard, or, if 
they knew the bird, tell how plentiful Tanagers had been 
this year. 
“* Protection has certainly helped this bird, and in some 
