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LINCOLN'S FINCH. 



Fringilla Lincolnii. 



PLATE CXCIII. Male and Female. 



We had been in Labrador nearly three weeks before this Finch was 

 discovered. One morning while the sun was doing his best to enliven the 

 gloomy aspect of the country, I chanced to enter one of those singular 

 smaU valleys here and there to be seen. The beautiful verdure of the 

 vegetation, the numerous flowers that grew sprinkled over the ground, 

 the half-smothered pipings of some frogs, and the multitudes of mosqui- 

 toes and flies of various sorts, seemed to belong to a region very different 

 from any that I had previously explored. But if the view of this fa- 

 voured spot was pleasing to my eye, how much more to my ear were the 

 sweet notes of this bird as they came thrilling on the sense, surpassing in 

 vigour those of any American Finch with which I am acquainted, and 

 forming a song which seemed a compound of those of the Canary and 

 Wood-lark of Europe. I immediately shouted to my companions, who 

 were not far distant. They came, and we aU followed the songster as it 

 flitted from one bush to another to evade our pursuit. No sooner would 

 it alight than it renewed its song; ; but we found more wildness in this 

 species than in any other inhabiting the same country, and it was with 

 difficulty that we at last procured it. Chance placed my young compa- 

 nion, Thomas Lincoln, in a situation where he saw it alight within shot, 

 and with his usual unerring aim, he cut short its career. On seizing it, 

 I found it to be a species which I had not previously seen ; and, suppos- 

 ing it to be new, I named it Toriis Finch, in honour of our friend 

 Lincoln, who was a great favourite among us. Three cheers were 

 given him, when, proud of the prize, I returned to the vessel to draw 

 it, while my son and his companions continued to search for other speci- 

 mens. Many were procured during our stay in that country. They 

 became more abundant and less shy the farther north we proceeded, but 

 no longer sang, in consequence of the advance of the season. We did 

 not, however, succeed in finding a nest. 



The habits of this sweet songster resemble those of the Song Sparrow. 

 Like it, mounted on the topmost twig of the tallest shrub or tree it can 



