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EXTRACTS FROM HIS WORKS [ch. vii. 
IX._Some of Professor MacGillivray’s 
Friends. 
I remember. Mr AVeir is un enthusiast, r lover 
of Nature, and, although a Conservative and a 
trapper of birds, a Christian and a scholar. I 
forgot him when I boasted of having fought my 
way with my own claymore. You shall see 
presently how efficient his aid has been. Other 
friends too, still dearer, I overlooked, especially 
him who now, in some Canadian wilderness, is 
making room f(3r himself and his family, beset 
perhaps with murderous rebels and renegades, my 
best and most beloved friend, William Craigie; 
and him too, of sultry Louisiana, the wanderer of 
the wild woods, the warm-hearted and generous 
Audubon; and many more, some of whom I shall 
have occasion to mention, but above all, one who 
will presently welcome us, for here, No. 1 Wharton 
Place, we end our digression for the present. 
British Birds , vol. ii., p. 13. 
12.—The Song of the Blackbird. 
Although the blackbird sings at all times of the 
day, it is more especially in the mornings and 
evenings that it pours forth its delightful melodies, 
which, simple as they are, I am unable to describe 
in a more effective manner than by characterising 
