September 
resting here on his long journey, and migrant 
thrushes are becoming numerous. The red- 
eyed vireo is abundant, but I can no longer 
criticise his song, and the redstart carries him- 
self with his jaunty air, seeming to think he is 
making a great impression. 
Several cold and cloudy days, such as spur, 
the birds southward, followed by a bright, warm 
morning that limbered their muscles and light- 
ened their spirits, gave the Ramble a touch 
of spring liveliness on the 28th, when I found 
seventeen species — the olive-backed thrush, 
thrasher, robin, song, white-throated, and 
chipping sparrows, five species of warblers, 
flicker, snow- bird, red-eyed vireo, brown 
creeper, and the two kinglets. As far as zips 
and chirps can go they were voluble enough, 
but otherwise utterly silent, excepting a single 
white-throat, who seemed to be ejecting the 
remains of a last season’s song, which, if an in- 
dex of his feelings, proved him to be in a most 
doleful state of mind. The golden-crowned 
kinglet, appearing to-day for the first time, is 
the little creature on whom, next'to the chicka- 
dee, the hilarity of the Park chiefly depends 
during the bleak, stern months to come. He 
radiates an atmosphere of friendliness and good 
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