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is more pleasing tlian when he is near you in 

 the undergrowth, which he often visits to catch the 

 winged insects which are his principal food. In 

 more elevated positions, his song has an additional 

 echoing sound, which is indeed charming, and pos- 

 sesses the very spirit of the woods. Cree-ra-6- 

 cree-rorqueSr-ra, he says, as he moves along the 

 branches, occasionally pausing to struggle with a 

 nimble insect, which his sharp eye readily discovers 

 among the leaves. This same bird has odd freaks 

 however, and if you come upon him at such times, 

 you will be apt to lose your previous exalted opin- 

 ion of him, and learn that he has an uncouth side 

 to his nature, which nearly counteracts the effects 

 of pleasant sounds, usually heard from his throat. 

 He is a real Paul Pry, and is so imbued with curi- 

 osity that he seems impertinent, and will chatter 

 away at you by the hour, in such unpleasing, scold- 

 ing notes that you wonder how he can manage to 

 produce tones in such disagreeable contrast. As 

 his specific name would imply, his front is yellow, 

 extending down almost to his legs, and then end- 

 ing abruptly in a clear, bright white, which is the 

 color of the rest of the underparts. Above on 

 the head is olive green, changing into ash toward the 

 tail, and having two white bands on the wings. 



