while his tones are much more liquid and thrush-like. The 
songs of these tanagers may have quite different trans- 
Jations, as so much depends upon the mood of the listener. 
Words used by one person will sound as queer to another 
as the crooning sounds made by human mothers to their 
babies are to many people, but they help the memory to 
store away bird themes. 
If you fancy that you hear a Louisiana Tanager hidden 
in the edges of the forest, try to get the thrill of delight tha 
will come with the first glimpse of his bright body. When 
Oregon—Taken by Mrs. C. E. Forsyth 
A Young Louisiana Tanager 
your glass finds him poised on the outer end of a far-flung 
branch of an old giant tree, you may wonder how he has 
escaped the unlawful desire of hunters, as nothing gayer 
could be found, for those who want that sort of thing, to 
place on my lady’s hat. Fortunately, the very brilliancy of 
these colors saves him from the average eye, so well does 
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