The Birds’ Calendar _ 
illustrates almost as well as the swan, to which 
the couplet was originally applied— 
‘“ How graceful pride can be, 
And how majestic, ease.” 
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Of all the warblers, the one everywhere most 
familiar and abundant is the summer yellow 
bird, not found in the deeper woods, but in 
groves, and orchards, and open land, and unsus- 
picious enough to haunt the neighborhood of 
houses. It is richly colored in deep yellow, darker 
on the wings and back, and finely streaked with 
brown upon the breast, and would doubtless be 
eagerly sought for, if it were not so easily found. 
Its range is very limited, as it is never on the 
ground, and rarely more than perhaps twelve 
feet above it, so that its average altitude brings 
it frequently into the line of vision. On its 
first arrival in spring the yellow seems purer 
than subsequently, which is perhaps partly due 
to its novelty. The voice is sweet, but the 
song quite simple and with a peculiarly charac- 
terless ending, like an insipid coda to the red- 
start’s song. At the risk of seeming hypercriti- 
cal, I must confess that this bird, which to others 
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