FAEEWELL TO THE BEWITCHING BIRD. 51 



rarely visited pasture down the road, where 

 many clumps of small trees and much low 

 growth offered desirable nesting - places. He 

 made his usual protest, and feeling that I had 

 been the cause of the tragedy of the first nest, 

 though I had grieved over it as much as the 

 owners could, the least I could do, to show my 

 regret, was to take myself and my curiosity out 

 of his neighborhood. So I retired at once, and 

 left the whole broad pasture to the incorrigible 

 chat family, who, I hope, succeeded at last in 

 enriching the world by half a dozen more of 

 their bewitching kind. 



