I12 IN PIED) LAND, 
by sent a thrill of gladness through my veins. I felt 
intuitively that there were birds in abundance in the 
neighborhood, and my presentiment proved correct ; 
for before my brief search was completed, I was 
permitted to record the songs of the indigo-bird, 
the cardinal grossbeak, the towhee bunting, the 
wood-pewee, the Baltimore oriole, and the black- 
capped chickadee ; while, no sooner had I stepped 
out of the woods into the adjoining swamp, than 
the song-sparrow chimed merrily, ‘‘ Oh, certainly, 
certainly, you must n’t forget me-me-me! No-sirree, 
no-sirree !”’ 
One of the most blithesome trillers of midsurnmer 
was the grass-finch, which sang his canticles until 
about the twelfth of August, when he suddenly took 
leave for parts unknown. It seemed to me he sang 
more vigorously in July than in May, for several 
times he prolonged his trill with such splendid 
musical effect as to make me rush out to the adjoin- 
ing field to find a lark-sparrow. ‘The black-throated 
bunting remained here almost as long, rasping his 
harsh notes until he also took his flight. I was 
somewhat disappointed in the meadow-larks, having 
heard but one note from their tuneful throats during 
August ; but when September came, they resumed 
their shrill choruses, which lasted until November, 
increasing in vigor as the autumn advanced. 
The robins were chary of their music, only two 
songs having been heard during August, one of 
them on the fourteenth. But the little bush-sparrow 
made ample compensation, chanting his pensive 
