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NATURE STUDY. 
the sweet mellow “ Pip, pip ” of the Spotted Sandpiper floats 
back to us as he flies away to the sandy beach. With the 
Chimney Swift and Redstart near at hand we have seen thirty- 
two different kind of birds since sunrise; and nineteen different 
kinds of blossoming plants. As we pass the water’s edge we 
note thirty or more dragon flies, many of the small turquoise 
blue Zygoptera being in predominance. 
Feeling repaid for our efforts, at early rising, we return at a 
rapid pace, to fill the hearts of our home listeners with longings 
to share in the wealth of beauty which we have so recently 
enjoyed. 
The Rain Frog. 
WRITTEN FOR “ NATURE STUDY” BY JOHN P. SJOLANDER. 
All day long a little frog 
Sat, and blinked with beaded eyes, 
On an old, moss-grown log; 
All day long within the deep, 
Brazen and unruffled sea, 
Lay the wind in death-like sleep; 
All day long the birds sang not, 
But sat stifling in the trees, 
For their throats were dry and hot. 
But at eve, with voice most shrill, 
Cried the frog to God for rain; 
A nd his voice would not he still. 
To his cry the answer came: 
God spake from the morning cloud 
Thunder-voiced , with tongue of flame. 
And the rain fell full and free, 
And the flowers drank their fill, 
And the birds sang in the tree; 
And the sun sank out of sight, 
And the wind came in from sea, 
’Neath God’s bow with glory bright 
And that night, a little frog 
Sat and mused the grace of God 
On an old, moss-grown log. 
