PREFACE. 
In giving the present little volume its title, 
perhaps I may be accused of taking the hint 
from the " Language of Flowers." It is 
true, that when I met with that entertaining 
little book, I thought the language of the 
feathered race much more interesting ; and, 
as I proceeded with this work, imagined I 
could not give it a more appropriate title 
than that now adopted, though some persons 
may perhaps dispute its right to it. Of those 
I would ask, — What is music, but a language 
of sweet, of heavenly sounds ? Such is the 
language of the woodland inhabitants ; and, 
were I not fearful of encroaching too much 
upon the reader's time, could trace a simili- 
