The morning journal-courier., 1908-05-21

at all uncommon in the suburbs Of
New Haven, not inferior In volume or
quality 20 the far famed nightingale
Ior skylark Of England according to
Frank Chapman and John Burroughs,
here at our very doors is music per-
haps as rich as any In The world, yet
how few hear It or know 1t when they
do hear t.
How my frienls list grew, ae the
Worblers We're Identified, Here was
the blue winged warbler with his In
sect like notes; the prairie warbler
with his notes always running up hill;
the parula warbler whose song cuts off
short as II he didn't have time to fin
ish IL, the black throated blue war
bier with his lazy whee2y call as II too
indolent TO make any sort of q sound
whatever the natty striped black and
white creeping Warblers with scratehy
little notes tyou couldn't call II n song)
tho flicker was laughing excuse me, II
does sound like a laugh over on the
hill side, the yellow throated wires Cor
was II tho red-eyed?) was getting In
his vigorous trplets punctuated with
Interrogation points-and the concert
wasn't half over.
We started along the path skirting
tho ridge as we came near a dense
tanele of alders and vines. We heard
the familiar whistles of the yellow
breasted chat. Now the chat Is nat
ural born clown II there ever was one
Hidden In the dense thiekct he VIII
poke all sort OF fun at you, call You
names, dare you to stunts, he VIII new
like a eat, bark like a dog, squeal like
a pig, cluck like hen, and II you are
especially favored, he will perform an
ties IN the mir that will make Your
sides ache with laughter,
Now. mingled with the barn l'rn
calls Of the chat were the sauey ~
OF the white eyed yireo. What, VINO
are your" snapped out In the most IN
solent style. It seemed A. hrst a
though the chat was initiating the "
there's the vireo in the bush above tn
chat. See how he Jerks his tail whef
! he sings" Sure enough there they
both we're. Here were two birds O
different species yet so alike both en-
crgetic. full Of character, vim, an
snap. yet tney Will HhNt HotHlNs ~ ~
! with you and lose no time In tellin:
YOU so.
So different from the white eye
VIRGO IL the moro common red eye
! vlreo or his cousin, warbllng Viree
, singing nil through the hot summer =
our city streets. They are constantly
I cleaning the worms and bugs from on
. elm trees, intersperslng snatches q
song between mouthfuls OF [ iulel
worms. giving us a double benefit %
CHEEKY song and preserving our trees
! THE hours walk was near Its close
, The chewink was calling from ,oV
, limb of maple sweet bird, will-o
viii "a wtll-o," an oven bird was max
[ ing the grove ring with his old ant
eyerlnsting Teacher teacher, teach
er." COW bird on the dead pine wa
; I'm an agony Of contortlon. trying Z
: rtirrle IN n sound like water comini
out Of q bottle: n chestnut sided var
bier was trying 70 say something anq,i
Miss Beechcr: II wish, ] wish, Wis
10 see Miss Beecher.' at least that's tn
: way II sounds to me. that bit OF animal
Cd color. the red start was whisklni
, about with outspread wings ana ta'l
the beautiful indigo bunting up ther
was fairly bursting his throat VIZ
song. The hour was up, my frien
counted his list-thIrty- nine! sug
aested the fortieth would doubles
! come on his way back home--perhap
|, a water thrush or some rare warbler
!, sure enough--a note from him tina
! might read my fortieth was a black
burman warbler-another new one 10
= me-"
No one but a bird enthusiast know
the thrill of excitement that comes I
no on seeing for the first time such
! rare beauty as the hlackbnrman--
mixture Of black, white and fame col
or. lie had doubtless heard about Il
; he had read about II, he had sought 70
it-but this morning for the first, tin,