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sense of the exclamation. We hoped the wandering 

 minstrel would summer in our grove of maples, but 

 he passed on, visiting the neighbors as he went, finally 

 taking quarters less than a third of a mile away. Nearly 

 every day during the season, however, we were greeted 

 with at least one vigorous "Hey! chick-er-way, chick- 

 er-way, chew!" 



The oriole, when about to fly, gives a succession of 

 brisk, monotonous notes, much like those of the king- 

 fisher : 



f a 



(Mi C 6 E C C Ml 



The first notes heard from him in Dorset, one spring, 

 were : 



Long after the foregoing sketch was written, having 

 decided meanwhile that my study of the oriole was fin- 

 ished, one bright summer morning in central New Hamp- 

 shire a bird dashed into a maple directly overhead and 

 sang : 



/Allegro. 



It was an oriole. 



