MAY FLOWERS. : 43 
The glorious sun is cheered upon his way 
To see thy beauty, fair Leucothoe. 
And while we thank the Giver for His gifts, 
We'll not forget thee, fair Leucothoe ; 
And while our heart the song of praise uplifts, 
’T will be more earnest with the thought of thee. 
At no other time in the year are we more sure 
that two of our senses will be fully gratified, the eye 
with color and the ear with song, for the spring-tide 
colors of the foliage are now at their best. There is 
the grey-green of the unfolding poplar leaves which 
at a little distance, seen through the opening foliage 
of other trees, resemble blossoms; the bright green of 
the birches, heightened by the brown and yellow of the 
numerous pendulous catkins; the russet of the maples, 
the purple of the oaks, the dark green of the pines and 
spruces, blending into a beautiful picture, charming the 
eyes as they sweep over the wide-extended prospect of 
upland and meadow to the distant hills that seem to 
stand guard over it all. The songs of the veery and the 
brown thrush and the summer warbler fill the solitudes 
with refreshing sound. May is preéminently the month 
for birds as it is for flowers. We naturally associate 
them together. Some little circumstance binds them 
to each other so that the one suggests the other. Some 
of my groups are: the chewink (P2pilo erythrophthal- 
