44 BIRDS OF THE GARDEN AND ORCHARD. 



Every one 's a funny fellow ; every one 's a little mellow ; 

 Follow, follow, follow, follow, o'er the hill and in the hollow. 

 Merrily, merrily there they hie ; now they rise and now they fly ; 

 They cross and turn, and in and out, and down the middle and wheel 



about, 



"With a "Phew, shew, Wadolincon ; listen to me, Bobolincon ! 

 Happy 's the wooing that 's speedily doing, that 's speedily doing, 

 That 's merry and over with the bloom of the clover ; 

 Bobolincon, Wadolincon, "Winterseeble, follow, follow me ! " 



what a happy life they lead, over the hill and in the mead ! 

 How they sing, and how they play ! See, they fly away, away ! 

 Now they gambol o'er the clearing, off again, and then appearing ; 

 Poised aloft on quivering wing, now they soar, and now they sing, 

 "We must all be merry and moving ; we must all be happy and loving ; 

 For when the midsummer is come, and the grain has ripened its ear, 

 The haymakers scatter our young, and we mourn for the rest of the year ; 

 Then, Bobolincon, Wadolincon, Winterseeble, haste, haste away ! " 



THE BLUEBIRD. 



Not one of our songsters is so intimately associated 

 with the early spring as the Bluebird. Upon his arrival 

 from his winter residence, he never fails to make known 

 his presence by a few melodious notes uttered from some 

 roof or fence in the field or garden. On the earliest 

 morning in April, when we first open our windows to 

 welcome the soft vernal gales, they bear on their wings 

 the sweet strains of the Bluebird. These few notes are 

 associated with all the happy scenes and incidents that 

 attend the opening of the year. 



The Bluebird is said to bear a strong resemblance to 

 the English Eobin-Eedbreast, similar in form and size, 

 having a red breast and short tail-feathers, with only this 

 manifest difference, that one is olive-colored above where 

 the other is blue. But the Bluebird does not equal the 

 Eedbreast as a songster. His notes are few and not greatly 

 varied, though sweetly and plaintively modulated and 

 never loud. On account of their want of variety, they do 



