2930 WALKS ABOUT TALLAHASSEE. 
any birds, but for a half hour of pleasant 
human intercourse. I went out of the city 
by an untried road, hoping to find some 
trace of migrating birds, especially of cer- 
tain warblers, the prospect of whose ac- 
quaintance was one of the lesser considera- 
tions which had brought me so far from 
home. No such trace appeared, however, 
nor, in my fortnight’s stay in Tallahassee, in 
almost the height of the migratory season, 
did I, so far as I could tell, see a single 
passenger bird of any sort. Some species 
arrived from the South — cuckoos and ori- 
oles, for example; others, no doubt, took 
their departure for the North; but to the 
best of my knowledge not one passed 
through. It was a strange contrast to what 
is witnessed everywhere in New England. 
By some other route swarms of birds must 
at that moment have been entering the 
United States from Mexico and beyond; 
but unless my observation was at fault, — 
and I am assured that sharper eyes than 
mine have had a similar experience, — their 
line of march did not bring them into the 
Florida hill-country. My morning’s road 
not only showed me no birds, but led me 
