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# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 4/Friends of Our Forests/Northern Water-thrush

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## The Warblers of North America
### Northern Water-thrush (Seiurus noveboracencis noveboracensis)

Range: Breeds chiefly in Canadian Zone from northern Ontario, northern Ungava, and Newfoundland south to central Ontario, northwestern New York, and northern New England, and in mountains south to Pennsylvania and West Virginia; winters from the Valley of Mexico to Colombia and British Guiana, and from the Bahamas throughout the West Indies.
So far as appearance, motions, and habits go, the water-thrush is more thrush than warbler, and one who sees him for the first time walking sedately along with teetering tail may well be excused for declining to class him with the warbler family. He is partial to swamps and wet places, is a ground frequenter, and in no real sense arboreal. Though an inhabitant of the wilds and showing strong preference for swampy ground, he not infrequently visits gardens even in populous towns, and seems to be quite at home there in the shade of the shrubbery. A sharp and characteristic alarm note often calls the attention of the chance passerby, who would otherwise overlook the bird in its shady recesses.
Few who are privileged to hear its notes will dissent from the opinion that the water-thrush is one of the foremost of the warbler choir and a real musician. The bird is a ground builder, placing its nest under the roots of an upturned tree, in banks, or in cavities of various sorts.
Source: Henry W. Henshaw (April 1917), “Friends of Our Forests”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(4): 319. (Illustration from p. 317.)
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 4/Friends of Our Forests/Oven-bird

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## The Warblers of North America
### Oven-bird (Seiurus aurocapillus)

Length, a little over 6 inches. Above mostly olive green; below white, breast and sides streaked with black.
Range: Breeds from southern Mackenzie, Ontario, southern Labrador, and Newfoundland south to Wyoming, Kansas, southern Missouri, Ohio Valley, and Virginia; also in mountains of Georgia and South Carolina; winters in southern Florida, southern Louisiana, Bahamas, West Indies, and southern Mexico to Colombia.
The oven-bird is one of our best-known birds and one the woodland stroller is sure to get acquainted with, whether he will or no, so common is it and so generally distributed. In moments of ecstacy it has a flight song which has been highly extolled, but this is only for the initiated; its insistent repetition of “teacher, teacher, teacher,” as Burroughs happily phrases it, is all the bird vouchsafes for the ears of ordinary mortals. Its curious domed-over grass nest is placed on the ground and is not hard to find. The food of the oven-bird does not differ greatly from that of other warblers, notwithstanding the fact that the bird is strictly terrestrial in habits. It consists almost exclusively of insects, including ants, beetles, moths, span worms, and other caterpillars, with a few spiders, millepods, and weevils.
(See Biol. Surv. Bull. 17; also yearbook for 1900, p. 416.)
Source: Henry W. Henshaw (April 1917), “Friends of Our Forests”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(4): 304. (Illustration from p. 305.)
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 4/Friends of Our Forests/Pine Warbler

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## The Warblers of North America
### Pine Warbler (Dendroica vigorsi)

Range: Breeds in Transition and Austral Zones from northern Manitoba, northern Michigan, southern Ontario, southern Quebec, and New Brunswick south to east-central Texas, the Gulf States, and Florida; winters from southern Illinois and coast of Virginia to Florida, eastern Texas, and Tamaulipas.
Few of our birds are so aptly named as the pine warbler, which first, last, and all the time, except in migration, resorts to pine woods. It summers in them in the north and it winters in them in the south. Even its feathers often bear conclusive evidence of its predilection for pines, being often besmeared with their gum. Among its bright-hued relatives the pine warbler cuts but a poor show with its somber green and brown coat, which, at least in Florida, is often dingy and smoke-begrimed from contact with burnt timber.
Though distinctively a warbler and not a creeper, the pine warbler is more deliberate in its motions than most of its kind and, somewhat in the manner of the creeper, moves among the branches or over the trunks in search of its insect food. For a warbler it is an early migrant and reaches the latitude of Massachusetts soon after the middle of April. Indeed, its nest contains eggs or young while the late migrants are still passing north. Its song has little variation, but while monotonous is pleasing and sweet, far sweeter than the trill of the chipping sparrow, which it recalls. Naturally the pine warbler nests in pines, usually rather high up, either on a horizontal limb or among the twigs at the extremity of a limb.
Source: Henry W. Henshaw (April 1917), “Friends of Our Forests”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(4): 318. (Illustration from p. 316.)
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 4/Friends of Our Forests/Maryland Yellow-throat

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## The Warblers of North America
### Maryland Yellow-throat (Geothlypis trichas and variety)

Length, about 5-1/3 inches. Mostly green above, yellow below. Distinguished from other warblers by broad black band across forehead, bordered narrowly with white.
Range: Breeds from southern Canada to southern California, Texas, and Florida; winters from the southern United States to Costa Rica.
This little warbler is common throughout the Eastern and Southern States, frequenting thickets and low bushes on swampy ground. He is not a tree lover, but spends most of his time on or very near the ground, where he hunts assiduously for caterpillars, beetles, and various other small insects. Among the pests that he devours are the western cucumber beetle and the black olive scale. He has a cheery song of which he is not a bit ashamed, and when one happens to be near the particular thicket a pair of yellow-throats have chosen for their own, one has not long to wait for vocal proof that the mate, at least, is at home. The yellow-throat has the bump of curiosity well developed, and if you desire a close acquaintance with a pair you have only to “squeak” a few times, when you will have the pleasure of seeing at least one of the couple venture out from the retreat far enough to make sure of the character of the visitor.
Source: Henry W. Henshaw (April 1917), “Friends of Our Forests”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(4): 304. (Illustration from p. 305.)
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 4/Friends of Our Forests/Nashville Warbler

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## The Warblers of North America
### Nashville Warbler (Vermivora rubricapilla rubricapilla)

Range: Breeds in Canadian and Transition Zones from southern Saskatchewan, northern Ontario, central Quebec, and Cape Breton Island south to Nebraska, northern Illinois, northern Pennsylvania, Northern New Jersey, and Connecticut; winters from Vera Cruz and Chiapas to Guatemala.
As Wilson never saw but three individuals of the Nashville warbler, all taken near Nashville, Tennessee, he not unnaturally named his new discovery for that city, apparently believing it to be a local species. Far from being so, however, it is now known to inhabit most of the eastern United States. Without doubt the bird is much more common than it was in Wilson's time, perhaps due to the fact that second growth and areas of low woods, its preferred haunts, have largely replaced the denser forests of the early part of the nineteenth century. One cannot wander far afield in Massachusetts in summer time without hearing its song or songs, since it is not only a frequent and vivacious songster, but has a number of ditties in its repertoire, including a flight song.
I never found but one nest, and this was on a little pine-wooded knoll in a small depression in the earth, only partially concealed by thin grass. I should never have found it but for the fact that the bird flushed from between my feet. So far as known, the Nashville always nests on the ground. Its preference for the ground as a nesting site is the more remarkable, since the bird rarely or never hunts there, but prefers to seek its insect food among the foliage, often of the tallest elms and chestnuts and other giants of the forest.
The Calaveras warbler (Vermivora rubricapilla gutturalis) is a form closely allied to the Nashville, but confined chiefly to the Pacific coast, extending eastward to eastern Oregon and northern Idaho. Fisher is quoted by Chapman as saying: “The Calaveras warbler is a characteristic denizen of the chaparral and is found on both slopes of the Sierra Nevadas about as far south as Mount Whitney. It frequents the belts of the yellow, sugar, and Jeffry pines, and ranges up into the red-fir zone. During the height of the nesting season, while the female is assiduously hunting among the dense cover of bushes, the male is often singing in a pine or fir, far above mundane household cares.”
Source: Henry W. Henshaw (April 1917), “Friends of Our Forests”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(4): 311. (Illustration from p. 312.)
# Monumental Inscriptions in Ashbourn Church, Derbyshire/Sir Brooke and Dame Phœbe Boothby

MONUMENT, EXECUTED BY JOSEPH EVANS,
of DERBY.
SACRED
TO THE MEMORY OF
Sir BROOKE BOOTHBY Bart., and Dame PHŒBE his Wife, Daughter and Heir of WILLIAM HOLLINS, Esqr. of Mossley, in the County of Stafford.
He was born Nov. 2d, 1710. and died April 9th, 1789. she was born Octr. 4th. 1716, and died May 5th. 1788.
They were Married in 1742,
and left issue two Sons, and one Daughter:
Brooke, born June 3d, 1744. William, born May 4th, 1746.
Maria Elizabeth, born February 16th, 1758.
Here blameless pair with mild affections blest, Belov'd, respected, much lamented, rest: Life's shelter'd vale secure in peace ye trod, Your practice virtue, your reliance God. Long days, long love, indulgent Heaven bestow'd, And sweet content to gild your calm abode; Friends who through life their faith unalter'd kept, Children who loved, who honour'd and who wept. Heroes and Kings, life's little pageant o'er, Might wish their trophied Marbles told no more.
# Moods (Alcott)

MOODS.
BY
LOUISA M. ALCOTT,
AUTHOR OF "LITTLE WOMEN," "AN OLD-FASHIONED GIRL," "HOSPITAL SKETCHES."
"Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus." EMERSON.
LORING, Publisher, 319 Washington Street, BOSTON.
Entered according to Act of Congress, In the year 1864, by
A. K. LORING,
in the Clerk's office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
CONTENTS.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Monumental Inscriptions in Ashbourn Church, Derbyshire/Hill Boothby

BY MISS SEWARD, OF LITCHFIELD.
SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF HILL BOOTHBY, ONLY DAUGHTER OF
Brooke Boothby and Elizabeth Fitzherbert
HIS WIFE,
Born October 27th, 1708. Died January 16th, 1756.
Could Beauty, Learning, Talents, Virtue, save
From the dark confines of th'insatiate grave;
This frail memorial had not ask'd a tear,
O'er Hill's cold ashes, sadly mouldering here:
Friendship's chaste flame, her ardent bosom fired,
And bright Religion all her Soul inspired: ​Her Soul, too heavenly for an house of clay, Soon wore its earth-built Mansion to decay; In the last struggles of departing breath, She saw her Saviour gild the bed of Death, Heard his mild accents, tun'd to peace and love, Breathe a blest welcome, to the Realms above; To those bright Regions, that celestial shore, Where friends, long lost, shall meet, to part no more. "Blest Lord I come! my hopes have not been vain," Upon her lifeless cheek, extatic smiles remain.
FINIS.
PARKES, PRINTER and AUCTIONEER, ASHBOURN.
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# Monumental Inscriptions in Ashbourn Church, Derbyshire/Maria Elizabeth Boothby

MONUMENT, EXECUTED BY E. F. EVANS,
of DERBY.
SACRED
TO THE MEMORY OF MARIA ELIZABETH BOOTHBY, only Daughter of Sir BROOKE BOOTHBY, Bart.
and Dame PHŒBE his Wife,
born February 16th, 1758. Died August 22d, 1805.
Chaste Earth within thy hallow'd breast,
Let these sad relics, peaceful rest;
The mortal spoils, an Angel mind,
Mounting to Heaven, has left behind.
Her bosom, pure as Virgin snow,
Did with each mild affection glow, ​Almost from human frailties free, Yet boundless was her Charity; The sense in her that brightly shone, Seem'd to her modest self unknown.
Reader, no Poet's pencil drew This portrait, it is simply true. O, all beloved! the general woe Thy universal worth may show: And, O, too soon, united here, With Parents, to thy bosom dear, Sleep by a well-loved Mother's side, In life her chiefest joy and pride. Sister, farewell! nor time, nor place, Maria's memory shall efface; Thy Brothers, who inscribe this stone, With their last sigh thy loss shall moan.
# Monumental Inscriptions in Ashbourn Church, Derbyshire/Penelope Boothby

PENELOPE BOOTHBY's MONUMENT; EXECUTED BY T. BANKS, R. A.
I was not in safety, neither had I rest, and the trouble came.
To PENELOPE,
Only Child of Sir Brooke and Dame Susanna Boothsby, Born April 11th, 1785, died March 13th, 1791.
She was in form and intellect most exquisite. The unfortunate parents ventured their all on this frail Bark, and the wreck was total.
Omnia tecum una perierunt gaudia nostra.
Tu vero felix
Et beata
Penelope mea,
Quæ tot
Tantisque
Miseriis una
Morte perfuncta es.
TRANSLATION.
All our joys are perished with thee alone.
But thou art happy and blessed, my dear Penelope, who, by one touch of Death, hast escaped so many and so great miseries.
Lei che'l ciel ne mostra terra n'asconde.
Le crespe chiome d'or puro lucente, E'l lampeggiar dell Angelico riso, Che solean far in Terra un Paradiso, Poca polvere son che nulla sente
TRANSLATION.
Those that descend into the grave are not concealed from Heaven.
Thy curling locks of pure shining gold, the lightening of thy angelic smile, which used to make a Paradise on Earth, are now become only a little senseless dust.
Beautè c'est donc ici ton dernier azyle!
Son cercueil
Ne la contient pas
Toute entiere;
II attend le reste de sa proie: —Il ne l'attendra pas
Longtems.
TRANSLATION.
Beauty, this then is thy last asylum!
Her tomb does not yet contain all; it waits for the rest of its prey:—it will not wait long.
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 6/Our State Flowers/The Trumpet Vine

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## Our State Flowers
### The Trumpet Vine (Bignonia radicans L.)

Who that has studied the enthusiasm with which that frail and filmy creature, the ruby-throated humming-bird, flits from flower to flower of the trumpet vine, burying its head and shoulders deep in the enveloping petals as it strives to drain the last drop from the floral honey cup, or who that has observed closely the constant effort of the trumpet flower to captivate this capricious, swift-winged beauty can doubt the community of interest between them. When Audubon came to paint his plate showing the ruby-throats in life colors, he portrayed them hovering about a cluster of the trumpet vine's flowers.
Kentucky has made the trumpet vine her State flower, and few States can boast of such a brilliant member of the sisterhood of emblematic blossoms. Growing on a vine that has as much vitality as a Lexington thoroughbred and as much resourcefulness in holding its own in the gruelling free-for-all race for existence as any star of the turf, the trumpet flower is well beloved by those who live within the Blue Grass State and by a host who enjoy no such fortune.
Except in the West, the vine is no blatant intruder in places where it is not wanted and never drives the careful farmer distracted by a disposition to preëmpt land which he dedicates to grass. Rather it seeks the moist rich wood and thicket, desiring only to have its chance to survive in this habitat without intruding upon every kind of landscape. Invited to do so by the lover of flowers, it willingly comes out of the woods and forms a delightful arbor for any porch. Sometimes, in parts of the country where it did not originally grow wild, it lives as an “escape” from the portico arbor of the well-kept home. It begins to flower in August and seeds in September. From Jersey's shores to the Mississippi's banks, from the Lakes to the Gulf, it finds hospitable soil and genial weather.
Were it human, the trumpet vine would perhaps not be loved so well. Its instincts of survival are so strong that it does not hesitate to trample upon the rights of weaker neighbors in its efforts to reach the top. Sometimes its aërial rootlets carry it upward or onward until it has stalks as much as 40 feet long. Ever reaching up and striving for a place with the elect of the plant world, it would be in danger of being called a “social climber”; but as a flower we can admire its determination to win its place in the unhampered room at the top.
Source: —, ed. (June 1917), “Our State Flowers: The Floral Emblems Chosen by the Commonwealths”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(6): 495. (Illustration from page 509.)
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 31/Number 6/The Conversion of Old Newspapers and Candle Ends Into Fuel
## The Conversion of Old Newspapers and Candle Ends Into Fuel

In Italy and France women and children are rolling old newspapers into tight rolls, pasting down the edges with glue or paste, and boiling them in paraffin to make ration heaters (scalda-rancio) out of them for the use of the soldiers in the trenches in the high Alps, where coal cannot be sent. They are making them by the million. The Italian National Society furnishes 1½ million a day to the government, and the old newspapers are being used up for this purpose so fast that they are becoming scarce, and paraffin has become very expensive.
In America there are still millions of candle ends and thousands of tons of newspapers scattered over the country, and it would seem to be well worth while for the thousands of willing hands in the homes to convert them into these most useful ration heaters for the boys at the front, or for their use next winter in the training camps, or even for use at home, where they can take the place of the more expensive solid alcohol or replace kindlings in the kitchen stove.
It is the easiest thing imaginable to make ration heaters, or scalda-rancio, as they are called in Italy, if one follows the directions of the National Italian Society.
Spread out four newspapers, eight sheets in all, and begin rolling at the long edge. Roll as tightly as possible until the papers are half rolled, then fold back the first three sheets toward the rolled part and continue to wrap around the roll almost to the first fold, then fold back another three sheets and continue to wrap around the roll again up to the last margin of the paper. On this margin, consisting of two sheets, spread a little glue or paste and continue the rolling, so as to make a compact roll of paper almost like a torch. If six of the sheets are not turned under, there will be too many edges to glue.
While the newspapers may be cut along the line of the columns before rolling and the individual columns rolled separately, as is done in the making of the trench candles in France, it is easier to roll the whole newspaper into a long roll and then cut it into short lengths. A sharp carving knife, a pair of pruning shears, or an old-fashioned hay-cutter will cut the rolls easily. These little rolls must then be boiled for four minutes in enough paraffin to cover them and then taken out and cooled, when they are ready to be put in bags and sent to the front. If there are more newspapers than candle ends, block paraffin can be bought for a few cents at any grocery or drug store.
Little children and grown-ups in Italy and France are rolling, gluing, and paraffining these ration heaters by the million, and their fathers and husbands in the High Alps and other places where wood and coal cannot be sent are cooking their rations over them.
Source: — (June 1917), “The Conversion of Old Newspapers and Candle Ends Into Fuel”, The National Geographic Magazine 31(6): 568–570.
# National Geographic Magazine/Volume 32
## July, 1917

* The Rat Pest: The Labor of 200,000 Men in the United States Required to Support Rats, Man's Most Destructive and Dangerous Enemy
    By Edward W. Nelson
* Russia's Man of the Hour: Alexander Kerensky's First Speeches and Proclamations
* Letters from the Italian Front
    By Marchesa Louise de Rosales to Ethel Mather Bagg
* Fearful Famines of the Past: History Will Repeat Itself Unless the American People Conserve Their Resources
    By Ralph A. Graves

## August 1917
### Russia from Within

    Her War of Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow
    By Stanley Washburn, for Three Years Special Correspondent with the Russian Armies

### Industry's Greatest Asset - Steel

    By William Joseph Showalter

### Mecca the Mystic

    A New Kingdom within Arabia
    By Dr. S. M. Zwemer

### "The Flower of Paradise"

    The Part Which Khat Plays in the Life of the Yemen Arab
    By Charles Moser, Formerly American Consul, Aden, Arabia

## September 1917
### The Food Armies of Liberty

    By Herbert Hoover

### The Weapon of Food

    By Herbert Hoover

### The Geography of Medicines

    War's Effects upon the World's Sources of Supply
    By John Foote, M. D.

### A Few Glimpses into Russia

    By Lieut. Zinovi Pechkoff

### Conserving the Nation's Man Power

    Disease Weakens Armies, Cripples Industry, Reduces Production. How the Government is Sanitating the Civil Zones Around Cantonment Areas. A Nation-wide Campaign for Health.
    By Rupert Blue, Surgeon General, U. S. Public Health Service

### Practical Patriotism
## October 1917
### Our Flag Number

    By Byron McCandless, Lieutenant-Commander, U. S. Navy, and Gilbert Grosvenor, Editor, National Geographic Magazine

### The Makers of the Flag

    By Franklin K. Lane, Secretary of the Interior

### Heroic Flags of the Middle Ages

    The Geography of the Earth as Known in Medieval Times Symbolized in 96 Historic Standards

### The Insignia of the Uniformed Forces of the United States
## November–December 1917
### Training the New Armies of Liberty

    Camp Lee, Virginia's Home for the National Army.
    By Major Granville Fortescue, U. S. A.

### America's New Soldier Cities

    The Geographical and Historical Environment of the National Army Cantonments and National Guard Camps
    By William Joseph Showalter

### The Immediate Necessity of Military Highways

    By A. G. Batchelder, Executive Chairman, American Automobile Association

### In French Lorraine

    That Part of France Where the First American Soldiers Have Fallen
    By Harriet Chalmers Adams

### Farm Scenes in Scotland (rotogravure insert)

    Various images

### From the Trenches to Versailles

    By Carolyn Corey