98 EVERYDAY BIRDS 



to drop out of the procession in my immediate 

 neighborhood. One of them I can hear singing 

 at this very moment. He and his wife spent the 

 winter in Mexico, as well as I can determine, and 

 have been back with us since the llth of May. 

 They have pitched their tent for the summer in 

 the top of a tall elm directly in front of my door, 

 and just now are much occupied with household 

 cares. The little husband (Vireo gilvus he is 

 called in the official programme, but I have heard 

 him spoken of, not inappropriately, as the war- 

 bling vireo) takes upon himself his full share of 

 the family drudgery, and it is very pretty indeed 

 to see him sitting in the tent and singing at his 

 work. He sets us all, as I think, an excellent 

 example. 



