THE HERMIT OF THE WOOD. 



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"With greenish gold its vest was fringed, 

 Its tiny cap was ebon- tinged, 

 With ivory pale its wings were barred, 

 And its dark eyes were tender-starred. 

 'Dear bird/ I said, 'what is thy name?' 

 And thrice the mournful answer came, 

 So faint and far, and yet so near, — 

 'Pewee! pewee! peer!'" 



May 25, 1901. 



