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haps they would like to see a pretty bunch 

 of water thrushes just across the way, about 

 the edges of the pool under yonder big 

 willow. They seemed grateful, however 

 they may have felt. " Water thrushes ! " 

 the young lady exclaimed, and with hasty 

 " Thank you's," very politely expressed, they 

 started in the direction indicated. It is to 

 be hoped that they found also the furtive 

 swamp sparrow, of whose presence the bash- 

 ful intruder, in the perturbation of his spir- 

 its, forgot to inform them. If they did find 

 it, however, they were sharp-eyed, or were 

 playing in good luck. 



I went on down the river a little way, and 

 soon met three Irish- American boys coming 

 out of a thicket at the water's edge. One 

 of them lifted his cap. " Seen any good 

 birds to-day?" he inquired. I answered in 

 the affirmative, and turned the question upon 

 its asker. Yes, he said, he had just seen 

 a catbird and an oriole. I remarked that 

 there were other people out on the same er- 

 rand. " Yes," said he, pointing toward the 

 brier thicket, " there 's a couple down there 

 now looking at 'em." Then I noticed a sec- 



