A GLIMPSE OF THE BIRDS 

 OF BERKELEY. 



S the seasons come and go, 

 a host of birds tarry within 

 the confines of Berkeley, 

 some to make their nests 

 and rear their broods, others to sojourn 

 for but a brief interval in passing from 

 their summer to their winter haunts, 

 and in the joyful return of spring. 

 They inhabit the spreading branches of 

 the live-oaks, and the open meadows 

 are their home. They dwell in the 

 leafy recesses of the canons and haunt 

 the shrubbery of our gardens. 



It is impossible to understand our 



birds without knowing something of 



their surroundings — of the lovely reach 



of ascending plain from the bay shore 



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