178 WHIP-POOR-WILL 



enlivened by a strain of rhythmic melody, but when 

 his big black eye detects a tempting insect there is a 

 swift and silent flight and a hurried return to his 

 shaded perch* This lingering visitor of the northern 

 woods will soon be forced by the disappearance of 

 insect life to join his friends in the sultry warmth of 

 the tropics. 



