186
Rheims, France.
1897
July 15
(No.4).
America. Indeed I doubt is I have seen and heard more than a
dozen in any one day and in many places I fail to find them at
all. Both males and females are colored like our birds and
their notes are all similar.
  As we repassed through the great grain fields between
Laon and Rheims twilight was falling. The soft light of the
afterglow seemed to bring out the rich, varied coloring of the
landscape even more strikingly than the sunlight of the morning.
It is indeed a beautiful country especially when seen under
such conditions.