BIRDS 3 NESTS. 107 



CHAPTER VII. 



A FEW days after this conversation, Mr. 

 Miller proposed a walk to a village about two 

 miles off, and, as he expected, found in his son 

 a willing companion. Their road lay partly 

 through some narrow lanes, then across a 

 common, and finally through some fields ; and 

 as birds had been lately so frequently the 

 subject of conversation, they were watched with 

 more than usual interest. They saw, however, 

 nothing but what every one may se6 during a 

 similar walk, here and there a thrush perched 

 near the top of a tall tree, pouring forth his 

 rich and varied song, and keeping his post till 

 the strangers stopped beneath him, when he 

 noiselessly darted off to another tree in an ad- 



