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strains, I stole down into the garden. Day was 
grayly dawning in the north-east, and some light 
clouds floating across a pearly, sky. The night- 
ingales were sending forth interrupted capricious 
carols from every bush ; with a higher treble for 
some unknown warblers, and a lower one for 
SHEEN LOlKUv, KICHMOKU PAUK 
Back view, as seen from Professor Owen's garden 
thrushes and blackbirds. The distant curlew kept 
up a running tenor accompaniment, and the more 
distant rookery gave out a steady bass ; with the 
occasional addition of the wood-pigeon’s plaintive 
coo-00. Then came the echo of the cheery crow 
of a distant cock, the lowing of the steer, and the 
drowsy hum of the humble-bee. The air was fra- 
