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one-leaf in middle-of-stem, nod their dainty heads 

 above the cranberry's light blossom. 



It is always wild and always charming on the 

 floating Indian rubber-like shores of Little Tink, 

 and although the mosquitoes sing, the strange 



FASCINATING NOTES OF THE VEERY 



drown the minor key of the insect pest. 



In July all throughout the thickets of young 

 trees, in the paths of the forest fire, thrushes 

 are singing; their notes are not unlike those 

 of the wood-thrush, but of a more liquid and 

 even more flute-like tone than the former. None 

 of the latter appear to be near the log house, al- 

 though they are common not far away and in 

 Flushing their song is almost as common as that 

 of the robin. 



About three or four P. M. and at intervals, 

 until some time after sunset 



THE OVEN BIRD 



mounts the air above the tree-tops and sings that 

 exultant rhapsody which does not resemble in either 

 quality, notes or tone its ordinary day song, of 

 "Teacher! Teacher!" or "Preacher!" or "Tcher! 

 Tcher!" which it repeats over and over again 

 earlier in the day. 



There must be thousands of veerys in the 

 swamps- and swails in the outlet of Big Tink and 

 bordering the marsh of Little Tink. 



