BIRDS ftND NATURE. 



ILLUSTRATED BY COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY. 



Vol. XIV. JUNE, 1903. No. 1 



IN JUNE. 



Where prairies, deep with grass in June, 



Roll grandly to the rim, 

 The cattle bells' recurring rune, 



That gently shakes her tussock slim, 

 Startles the nesting curlew there, 



Till, sweetly sure, she says : Strong ones ! 

 Their giant hoofs will still forbear 



To crush my home while summer runs. 



Where berry bushes fruit in June 



Upon the mountain's sunny side, 

 The black bear feasts and, ( ^portune, 



The gray opossums come nd glide 

 Below him standing straight and tall : 



They cannot climb the brierj - bush, 

 But glean, if haply berries fall, 



And gently purr, and softly push. 



Where binding-grasses thrive i . June, 



And link with wide salt-mea >ws long, 

 The Poet weaves in high commune 



With sea and sky, the Mystic's song; 

 As creeping sands are stayed, our griefs 



Are foiled — he sings : Faint not, but strive ; 

 Trust in the Future's great reliefs, 



And feel 'tis sweet to be alive. 



— Eliza Woodworth. 



