September 
about the water, quite an idler as compared 
with ‘*‘ downy,’’ and still with a melancholy 
eye to business. Among the shrubbery a sin- 
gle wren was darting about, and the chewink 
was trying to escape observation in the under- 
brush. The Park is now flooded with white- 
throated sparrows, with their clean white bibs 
on, probably driven hither by the untimely 
cold and snow to the north, while yellow- 
rumps are numerous, with a sprinkling of the 
black-throated blue warblers. I cannot refrain 
from again expressing admiration for the chaste 
and simple coloring of this delicate specimen, 
of pure white, blue, and black exquisitely com- 
bined. Its quiet elegance makes one half- 
ashamed that he should be so infatuated by the 
‘¢ gold, and purple, and scarlet, and fine twined 
linen’’ in which many of the species are ar- 
rayed. Bright colors are like whip and spur to 
the eye—exhilarating, but not restful. 
9 
The most picturesque view in the famous Cen- 
tral Park is to be had from the foot-bridge over 
the lake at its upper extremity. On one side 
of the bridge is the tip-end of the lake, forming 
a secluded basin with steep, rocky embankments, 
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