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out of their neighborhood before they let him 

 alone. 



The next day I scared up the foolish fellow 

 again, in the same place, and found that the near- 

 est vireo's nest was gone ! Not a trace was left, 

 nothing but one feather ! Had he taken his re- 

 venge in the night? The trees refused to tell 

 tales, and I had to be satisfied with giving him 

 such a scare as would keep him away in future. 



XXXVI. 



YELLOW-THROATED VIREO. 



THE name of this beautiful bird calls up college 

 days, for my first memory of him is a picture of 

 one of the fairest May mornings upon which a 

 Connecticut Valley sun ever rose. 



Dandelions were just beginning to dot the ten- 

 der grass, and the air was full of busy travellers 

 stopping on their northward journey to see the 

 beautiful old New England town that the bird- 

 voiced Jenny Lind christened the " paradise of 

 America." Eager for a sight of the strangers, I 

 hid myself under the spreading boughs of an old 

 apple-tree in the corner of an orchard and waited 

 to see what would come. 



A purple finch was now gathering materials for 

 her nest where she had been coquetting with her 

 handsome lover not long before, and the catbird 



