194 COUNTRY RAMBLES. 



Crane's Bill, Common Mallow, Red Clover, Cinquefoil, Field Scabious, 

 Ragwort, Hedge Stachys, Hedge Bedstraw, Hedge Calamint, Daisyv 

 Meadow Vetchling, Lesser Stitchwort, Yellow Bedstraw, Field Rose 

 (the Dog Rose has gone right off flower now, and only this one is 

 now blooming), Agrimony, Self Heal, Scarlet Pimpernel, Wood Crow- 

 foot, Enchanter's Nightshade (one mass of white and red in the woods 

 now; closely examined, this is a very delicate and pretty flower, but 

 I can hardly understand why it should have been given the name of 

 Enchanter's Nightshade, as I fail to see anything very enchanting 

 about it); Small Willow Herb, Forget-me-not, Wild Strawberry (in 

 fruit and flower), Chickweed, White Bryony (what an ornament to the 

 country side the trailing stems of this plant), Germander, Speedwell, 

 Tufted Vetch, Avens, Perforated St. John's Wort, Foxglove (going off a 

 good deal; what attractive seed-shaped pods this has!) Honeysuckle 

 (still lingering on), Long-rooted Cat's Ear, Lamb's Tongue, Hedge 

 Mustard, Fumitory, Shepherd's Purse (mostly finished flowering now), 

 Groundsel, Bladder Campion, Wild Thyme, Sainfoin, Greater Willow 

 Herb, Woody Nightshade, Purple Medick, Musk Mallow, Yellow 

 Meliot, Spear Plume Thistle, Betony, Moneywort (commonly called 

 Creepiug Jenny; this is the first time I have found this growing wild, 

 and to-day I found it in abundance in a wood I traverse nearly every 

 week; how delicate the golden flowers and the bright green leaves), 

 Rest Harrow (this is a very pretty flower when carefully examined), 

 Wood Sage, and Borage (what a fine blue flower this throws I) 



I think this is our largest list of Wild Flowers in bloom so far! 



Birds singing: The Skylark as usual was in incessant song$ a 

 few brown Wrens also made the woods ring with their sweet notes 

 to-day, but here finishes the list of song birds which are now singing. 

 Mention must be made, however, of a Blackcap which I heard towards 

 evening uttering in a very subdued voice all manner of notes. 

 Amongst them I could distinguish the "jug, jug, jug," of the 

 Nightingale, the perfect song of the Chaffinch, the scolding note of 

 the Greater Whitethroat, the " spink, spink," and the chuckle of the 

 Blackbird. I listened with interest and amusement to this English 

 mocking bird. The ordinary passer-by would not have heard the 

 bird, but my eyes and ears being always alert when I am out 

 naturalising, I did not fail to. hear the concert this little musician- 

 was having all to himself. Why the bird should have uttered his 

 song in such a subdued manner I cannot say, but it was remarkable 

 because of the many birds it imitated and the perfect mimicry thereof. 

 It is a long while since I have heard one bird show off to such 



