122 BIRDS THROUGH AN OPERA-GLASS. 
I looked belligerent, but followed her from limb 
to limb to be near if we should attack her. It 
was evident that he did not sympathize with her 
fears, as he neither cried out nor jerked his tail ; 
and after he had chased her patiently all over the 
branches, from one tree to another, and through 
the bushes, at last he turned toward her on a 
branch and looked at her as much as to say, — 
“Oh! you tiresome creature ; why will you be 
so absurd? Don’t you see they ’re not going to 
hurt you?” 
His contempt had no effect, however, and — he 
opened his mouth at her! This threat of conju- 
gal authority subdued her, and at last she meekly 
flew off into the woods with him. But, like some 
other good wives, she had her way in the end, 
and though she followed Mr. Indigo back there 
several times to look for “empty lots,” two or 
three more scares determined her, and the nest 
was built elsewhere ! 
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PURPLE FINCH. 
THE purple finch is about the size of his cousin 
the song sparrow. He is as fond of singing ina 
maple or an evergreen as chippy is of trilling on 
the lawn, and the result is much more satisfac- 
tory, although he does not sing as well as the song 
sparrow. 
