THE SONG-SPARROW. 



OU would know the song-spar- 

 row by its voice anywhere, just 

 as you know the members of 

 your own family who speak 

 in the next room. They are 

 among our sweetest singers. True ? 

 the song is never long, but it is 

 hearty and full of cheer. You like to hear it on 

 a foggy morning or in the drip of the rain. If 

 something has troubled you, and you are too sad 

 to see any of your other friends, you welcome 

 the song-sparrow, and listen to what he has to 

 say. 



He sings wherever the notion takes him, on 

 the ground, in a shrub, on a log spread out flat in 

 the sunshine, on the rim of the water-dish you so 

 kindly keep for him in- the garden. He sings at 

 his meals, between mouth- 

 fuls, before daylight, after 

 dark, at high noon, and 

 we have heard his note in 

 the night, as if, like many 



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REFERENCE TOPICS. 



Pampas plumes : natives 

 of \vhat country? 



Uses? 



