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STORIES ABOUT BIRDS. 



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HE pleasing manner and social 

 (lis]:)Osition of this little bird, 

 entitle liim to particular notice. 

 He is one of the first messengers 

 spring. Oil, how it used to glad- 

 my heart, as the snows of winter 

 melted away, to hear the first notes of this 

 sweet songster! I used to fancy that the same 

 individuals returned to my father's orchard 

 from year to year, and that they recognized 

 me when I welcomed them to our dwelling. 



The blue bird is generally regarded as a 

 bird of passage. Still, I have known pairs of 

 them appear, in the latitude of Connecticut, as 

 early as the middle of Februarj^, when the 

 weather was unusually warm for that season 

 of the year. Poor fellows! when they made 

 so early a visit, they invariably had to pay 



