The Rambles of an Idler 



peewee and a white-eyed vireo are as vocal as 

 ever in May; and now the question arises, 

 whether or not the excessive moisture has not 

 kept up the food supply and so the birds have 

 their spring-tide vigor maintained. The sum- 

 mer, thus far, has not been an average one. 

 Vegetation and bird-life have wandered from 

 their time-worn paths. What the inter-rela- 

 tion, if any, let him who is curious, determine 

 for himself. 



Now that the trolley railway has cut my fields 

 in twain, there has been opened up a new high- 

 way for birds, many kinds delighting in the 

 poles, wires and the extended outlook. The 

 more commonly noticed species are the robin, 

 king-bird, indigo finch and blue-bird. They all 

 sing or chatter constantly, and their united 

 voices suggest the child's common exclamation 

 over novelty: "Isn't this fun!" The cars 

 passing at brief intervals do not disturb them 

 much. They simply change their positions and 

 continue their chattering as if never inter- 

 rupted. It is comforting to know that the 

 many changes of these recent years have not 

 had the effect of driving away our birds. 

 Again, the blessed blue-birds are a fixed tear 



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