BIRDS AND NATURE. 



ILLUSTRATED BY COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY. 



Vol XVI SEPTEMBER, 1904 No. 2 



THE SCaRLET TANAGER. 



Bird of Paradise gone astray 

 High in the trees he takes his way, 

 Dyed in a flame that no waters cool, 

 Though he dips himself in the forest pool 

 He goes the same as when he came ; 

 No- shadows startle him, unafraid, — 

 A rose on the breast of silence laid. 



High in the tops of the cool, green trees 

 He fingers boldly the organ keys, 

 Hid in a network of green above 

 With a cheery carol he tells his love ; 

 Or what is best, he seeks the nest 

 Where the little lady in robes of green 

 Holds open court like a forest queen. 



Crossing the meadows in early June 

 In a path of flame, to a goodly tune, 

 He lights a star that will never set 

 Till summer is crowned with her coronet ; 

 When rain and sun e'er the summer's done 

 Have ruined his wedding dress, he goes 

 Like other folk in his common clothes. 



— Nelly Hart Woodworth, 









