234 BIRDS IN LONDON 



bury ing- ground where dead Londoners find 

 a post-mortem existence tolerable, it must, I 

 imagine, be on this spot ; since by perching or 

 sitting on their own tombstones they may en- 

 joy a wide view of South-east London a plea- 

 sant prospect of mixed town and country, of 

 houses and trees, and tall church spires, and 

 green slopes of distant hills. 



It is to be hoped that when this horrible 

 business of burying our dead in London is 

 brought to an end, Nunhead and Camberwell 

 Cemeteries will be made one large open space 

 with Peckham Eye and Park. 



A mile from the Eye is Dulwich Park 

 (72 acres) ; it is laid out more as a garden 

 than a park, and may be said to be one of 

 the prettiest and least interesting of the metro- 

 politan open spaces. I mean c prettiest ' in the 

 sense in which gardeners and women use the 

 word. It lies in the midst of one of the most 

 rural portions of South-east London, having on 

 all sides large private gardens, park-like grounds, 

 and woods. The bird life in this part is 

 abundant, including in summer the blackcap, 

 garden-warbler, willow-wren, wood-wren, red- 

 start, pied wagtail, tree pipit, and cuckoo. The 



