4 BEAUTIFUL SIRs 
Brambling, who is dressed all in russet and gold. 
And then there is the Yellow-Wagtail! Could one 
think of a prettier little bird than he is—unless one 
tried a good deal? To be a wagtail at all is some- 
thing, but to be not only a Wagtail but yellow all 
over as well, that does make a pretty little bird! 
And I daresay you have seen him running about on 
your lawn, too, at the same time as the thrush and the 
blackbird. And there is another bird, one that you 
do not see running or hopping over your lawn, but 
flying over it, sometimes far above it, when the sky 
is blue and the insects are high in the air, sometimes 
just skimming it when it is dull and cloudy and the 
insects are flying low. You know what bird it is 
I mean, now—the Swallow. I need not say how 
beautiful /e is. 
So, as you have seen all these pretty birds, and a 
good many others too—at least if you live in the 
country and not in London—perhaps you think that 
there cannot be many, or perhaps any, that are so 
very much prettier. Ah, but do not be too sure 
about that. You must never think that because 
something is very beautiful there can be nothing | 
still more beautiful. 20“ may not be able to imagine 
anything more beautiful, but that may be only 
because your imagination is not strong enough to do 
it. It may be a very good imagination in its way, 
