1 2 A bout the Feathered Folk. 



He sits and sings in his own 

 monotonous way, echoing his call 

 as he flits from hedgerow to copse, 

 happy enough in his own debonnaire 

 fashion. And people pause and 

 listen and smile ; they love that 

 note. It comes as a veritable bit 

 of spring-time ; and for most folks 

 pleasant memories and budding 

 hopes are gathered about the spring. 



Cuckoos and Swallows the very 

 sight and sound of them is welcome 

 as the flowers. 



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It is always easy to comprehend 

 what Swallows are about. The 

 swift, fearless things, secure and 

 confident, make no attempt to elude 

 observation. They literally share 

 the roof-tree of a man's house; 

 they claim their place in the 

 population of the village street; 

 they come bustling into the very 

 centres of human life and interests. 



But the ways of the Homeless 



