78 NEWS FROM THE BIRDS. 



kings of the realm ? " At a little distance 

 tlieir eyes look white, but if you can get close 

 to them you will find that the iris is golden 

 yellow. 



Robins, red-headed woodpeckers, and w^hite- 

 breasted nuthatches were almost as much at 

 home about our tent as the crow blackbirds, 

 and one morning a handsome rose-breasted 

 grossbeak flitted about in the trees near by. 

 He was not shy, but displayed his rosy breast- 

 j)late to the best advantage, inviting my ad- 

 miration. 



Do you know the Maryland yellowthroat ? 

 He is a dainty warbler who wears a pretty 

 olive coat, a bright-yellow necktie, and a black 

 mask instead of a hat or a cap. You will 

 find him in damp, bushy places. The yellow- 

 throats were very plentiful along the swampy 

 shores of the lake, and, in spite of the late- 

 ness of the season, were just as lavish of their 

 music as I have ever known them to be. 

 There is no mistaking their rolling, swinging 

 ditties when once you have heard them, for 

 they are unlike any other warbler's trills. 

 How loudly they ring up from the rushes and 

 reeds, swinging back and forth like lyrical in- 

 cense ! 



Few other warblers are more abundant 



