THE TOWHEE BUNTINGS AND THEIR 
NEIGHBORS, THE BOBOLINKS. 
CHAPTER 1. 
XN our rambles in the country, we discover a 
gently-sloping hill facing to the south ; 
crowning it, and extending down a part of its 
sides, a thick grove of pines and cedars ; scat- 
tered over the remainder of its surface, little 
clumps of birches and maples, between which 
are growing thickets of whortleberry bushes, 
or smiling little patches of green grass bespan- 
gled and flecked with the beautiful and sweet- 
scented flowers that are so abundant in our 
forests in the earlier part of June. At the 
base of the hill is a short stretch of meadow, 
through which romps and prattles a merry 
little brook, that has left its home in the. cool 
springs in the hills away off, and is now on a 
voyage of discovery and adventure to the mill- 
stream below the woods. 
