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IN THE glorious autumn days. 
tow aid the northwest part of Van Buren 
County, Michigan. For two days they con¬ 
tinued to pour into that vicinity from all di¬ 
rections, commencing at once to build their 
nests. I talked with an old trapper who 
lived on the brooding grounds, and he as¬ 
sured me that the first pigeons he had seen that 
season were on the day they commenced nest¬ 
ing and that he had lived there fifteen years 
and never known them to nest there before. 
From the above instance and hundreds of 
others I might mention, it is well established 
in my mind beyond a reasonable doubt, that 
these birds, as well as many other animals, 
have communicated to them by some means 
unknown to us, a knowledge of distant 
places, and of one another when separated, 
and that they act on such knowledge with 
just as much certainty as if it were conveyed 
to them by ear or eye. Hence we conclude 
it is possible that the Great Spirit in His 
wisdom has provided them a means to re¬ 
ceive electric communications from distant 
places and with one another. 
X*//, ^ 
IN THE GLORIOUS AUTUMN DAYS.' 
BY CHARLOTTE W. THURSTON. 
C^KY, and rocks, and river, 
On the hills the purple haze, 
Flaming fire-flakes falling 
Where the maples are ablaze ! 
O the joy of living 
In the glorious autumn days ! 
gray; 
I see the elm-trees bend and sway, 
I see the white clouds flecked 
I see the chasing shadows pk 
Across the hillside far away/ 
I see the poplar’s silver sheen, 
Beyond, the willow’s cldudy green, 
The sunny waters’ ft&sh between, 
The rocky pasture/brown and bare, 
The sunlight here, the shadow there ; 
With brow upturned to wind and storm 
One mighty pine-tree’s giant form; 
The larches tossing branches wide, 
The ohk-tree in his leafy pride, 
'graceful birch—a trembling bride— 
fer slim white form against his side. 
Sky, and rocks, and river, 
On the hills the purple haze, 
Flaming fire-flakes falling 
Where the maples are ablaze 1 
O the joy of living 
In the glorious autumn daysl 
