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and children declare itsays several words inits song,such 
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as “Jane! Jane!” “A little game, a little game, a little 
game,‘ Please, please, “Sweet Jenny, sweet Jenny, 
sweet Jenny ;” indeed, one might fancy it did, although 
Iam not going to certify the truth of the statement. 
This is one of our best songsters, and remains with us 
the year round, sharing the severity of winter and the 
heat of summer with us, doing a great deal of good, 
and no other harm than taking a little fruit, which of 
course he deserves, and cannot ask a better thing in 
return for his sweet notes; he never seems to be sing- 
ing too close ; there is something in his tone so very 
soft and harmonious, that we could listen to him by 
the hour, and be pleased to give him a taste of our 
currants and gooseberries, or any other fruit of our 
garden, to refresh or clear his trembling throat, and 
_make, if possible, his song more sweet. The Thrush 
‘often builds its nest in evergreens, or in our arden 
hedge; but is more often found in woods, hedges, 
‘ young plantations of pines and firs; it builds its first 
nest in March or April, sometimes it can be found in 
_ February ; its nest consists of dried grass, roots, and 
other materials, strongly matted together with earth 
and clay, and is lined with smashed decayed wood, 
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