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the nimble little Chifif Chaff should be here shortly. I heard 

 it on the 1 4th last year. The Willow Wren and the Whitethroats 

 will not be a great while behind, and a stray Swallow or Martin 

 will soon be chronicled. 



Glorious indeed is a Spring morning everything so fresh in 

 the new mantles of beauty, and what a sight the flowers in 

 the cottage gardens ! White and Blue Violets are battling 

 against the Snowdrops and Polyanthus; Oxlips of various hues 

 are intermingled with Primroses and Daisies; golden Crocuses 

 make love to the sweet-smelling Hyacinths ; the yellow Jessamine 

 harmonises in the truest sense of the word with the various 

 streaked Ivy, so beautifully trained against the wall and over 

 the old thatched roof. All this, and the glorious sunlight, the 

 clear blue sky; Nature in verdure clad, the songs of birds, 

 the pleasing monotone of the winged creatures of the earth; 

 the neighing of a horse, the gentle lullaby produced by the 

 tinkling of sheep-bells, the bark of a distant watch-dog; such 

 are some of the sights and sounds on a Spring morning. 



