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still others were already deserted. For general ubiquity 

 as a species, commend me to the American robin, whether 

 of the eastern or western type. Wherever found he is a 

 singer, and it is only to be regretted that 



" All will not hear thy sweet, out-pouring joy 

 That with morn's stillness blends the voice of song, 

 For over-anxious cares their souls employ, 

 That else, upon thy music borne along 

 And the light wings of heart-ascending prayer, 

 Had learned that Heaven is pleased thy simple joys to share." 



In Georgetown, Silver Plume, 

 and other mountain towns the 

 lovely violet-green swallow is 

 frequently seen a distinctly 

 western species and one of 

 the most richly apparelled 

 birds of the Rockies. It 

 nests in all sorts of niches 

 and crannies about the 

 houses, often sits calmly on a 

 telegraph wire and preens its 

 iridescent plumes, and sometimes 

 utters a weak and squeaky little 

 trill, which, no doubt, passes for first-rate 

 music in swallowdom, whatever we human critics might 

 think of it. Before man came and settled in those 

 valleys, the violet-greens found the crevices of rocks well 



Western Robin 



Out-pouring joy " 



