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THE BROWN THRUSHES: 
herself to be persuaded, and with a quiet happi- 
ness, Brown Thrush led her to the Hermit’s 
home. 
Almost all of us know the Hermit Thrush, 
and can recognize liim from all his neighbors 
at a glance. He lives in a delightful little 
glen in the midst of the forest, his home being 
surrounded on all sides by gently sloping hills, 
that are thickly bestrewn with bright, fragrant 
flowers. There, from early daybreak until late 
at night, he pours forth beautiful liymiis of 
praise and thanksgiving to his Creator, the 
zephyrs whispering through the trees, and the 
rill tinkling through the bottom of the glen, 
the softest and most appropriate accompani- 
ments. 
To him the young couple repaired for the 
solemnization of their nuptials. After a few 
customary remarks and courtesies, the Hermit, 
with a benign expression on his countenance, 
placed the pair before him, side by side, and 
commenced the rites of marriage as observed 
by the birds of this order. 
My friends,” he began, you propose to 
