in the |Cife of JUfcubon. 



VERY individual posseted of a sound 

 heart listens with deligVt to the love- 

 notes of the woodland wartibrs. He never 

 casts a glance upon theirVovely forms 

 without proposing to himself questions respect- 

 ing them; nor does he look on the trees which 

 they frequent, or the flowers over which they 

 glide, without admiring their grandeur, or de- 

 lighting in their sweet odours or their brilliant 

 tints." These words are strikingly characteristic 

 of him who wrote them, as we shall see when we 

 have read the account given by himself of his own 

 early life. " I received," says Mr Audubon, " life 

 and light in the New World. When I had yet 

 hardly learned to walk, and to articulate those first 

 words always so endearing to parents, the produc- 

 tions of nature that lay spread all around were con- 

 stantly pointed out to me. They soon became my 

 playmates ; and before my ideas were sufficiently 



