CHAPTER VI. 



REDBREAST — REDSTART — BLUE-THROATED WAUBLER. 



Who that has wandered into the -woods wlien 

 autumn has reddened or gilded the leaves, and 

 left few flowers to brighten the wayside, but has 

 missed tlie loud chorus of song which greeted him 

 from those boughs in summer ? Far away over 

 the fields may be seen the Hocks of fieldfares and 

 redwings, and where the rivulet wanders among the 

 grass, the woodcock with its pale brown plumage 

 has come to seek its retreat. The gulls are 

 screaming loud over the sea, but the swallows 

 have taken their departure, and the linnets and 

 the buntings have come in flocks to be nearer our 

 dwellings. September has brought a richness of 

 tint to the woodlands, to compensate in some mea- 

 sure for the fulness of song, which shall no more 

 delight us, till months have passed away, and the 

 little birds of spring shall again be busy and 



