THE JAY. 



GARRULUS GLANDARIUS. 



WHEN strolling through the woods in November, 

 with the remembrance of what they were in May, 

 we cannot fail to be struck at the change which has 

 taken place. The warm tints of autumn have dis- 

 appeared ; the leaves are gone ; the forest trunks 

 are moist and moss-grown ; slimy fungi overspread 

 their roots, and various species of Helix and 

 Clausilia are found upon the bark. On every twig 

 a drop of moisture glistens, and as it falls upon the 

 brown leaves below, all nature seems to weep that 

 summer is gone. And this change is not only 

 apparent in the trees, but in the very birds which 

 cross our path. We now see quite a different class 

 to that which thronged the woods in spring. The 

 Willow Wren, Wood Wren, Chiff-chaff, Blackcap, 

 Nightingale, and noisy Whitethroat, which flitted so 



