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OUR HOME BIRDS. 
“ Finally, the person who had captured the young 
bird could stand this no longer, but mounting a lad- 
der opened the cage and took out the prisoner. When 
the old tanager saw that his beloved charge was free, 
he uttered the most exulting notes, while the little 
one chirped his satisfaction ; and the two were soon 
wending their joyful way to the woods.” 
The children seemed to enjoy this account very 
much, and were particularly glad that they had 
really seen the scarlet tanager. They saw, of course, 
a number of other birds in the woods, and heard 
some very sweet songs from them, all of which Miss 
Harson promised to tell them about afterward. But 
after a little play, and considerable hunting for ferns, 
of which a very pretty collection was made, and some 
unsuccessful chases of Malcolm’s after squirrels, it 
became time to think of going home, where they 
all finally arrived a little tired, but declaring that 
they had had a delightful day. 
