NESTLINGS 
OF 
FOREST and MARSH 
? 
A PIONEER 
Ere a leal is on a bwsh, 
In the tiine before the thrush 
Has a thought about Its nest, 
Thou wilt come with a call, 
Spreading oii aTA J^lsy breast 
Like a careless prodigal ; 
kVviU-ttAiyiO Vi'iVtaoVV 
When we ’ve little warmth, or none. 
Wordsworth. 
pHROUGFiOUT the tract lying along 
A the lake shore north of Chicago, the 
real herala of Spring is the meadow lark. 
The blviebiid lingers among the sugar 
maples south and west of us; the robin 
shims the ci/ ill lake v, iiids as long as pos- 
sible; but in spite otAvi?ad and weather, the 
meadow lark seeks h's old familiar haunts 
in his appointed time. Not only is he the 
first to come, but the first to sing. Even 
