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Title: Our own birds : a familiar natural history of the birds of the United States
Year: 1879 (1870s)
Authors: Baily, William L. (William Lloyd), 1828-1861 Cope, E. D. (Edward Drinker), 1840-1897, ed
Subjects: Birds
Publisher: Philadelphia : J.B. Lippincott & Co.
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OUSE FINCH—CROSSBILL—CARDINAL GROSBEAK—BLUE GROSBEAK^SCARLET TANAQERo We will now take a stroll into the woods of Caro-lina, and see if there is anything among the featheredinhabitants of the South that is peculiarly attractiveand worthy of attention. The lofty branches of theLong Leaved Pines are waving majestically over ourheads, their fine and beautiful foliage being here andthere varied by a clump of )aks and Hickory. Clus-:ering vines of many sorts are twining themselvesaround the giant stems, wreathing the branches withfestoons of gay-colored flowers, and mingling theirfragrance with the sweet bloom of many a floweringshrub. The air is soft and balmy, and possessed ofa peculiar freshness which is characteristic of a pineforest. Nature here seems to have profusely spreadher charms on every side, pointing us at each step tosome new object of admiration. The mellow whistleof the Red Bird is heard overhead, together with thecall of the Jay, the soft warbling of the Vireos, the
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Upper fig.—Blue Grosbeak. Lower fig.—9ic&r\Gt Tanager. (07) THE MOCKING BIRD. 69 mewing of the Cat-bird, the loud clear melody of theWood Robin, the shrill cry of the Woodpecker, andmany other voices equally attractive. As we advanceinto the thicket the confusion of sounds increases;every song with which we are familiar, and manymore, seem suddenly let loose upon the ear, and last,though it is broad day, we are surprised to hear thecry of the Whip-poor-will. This exciting our curios-ity, we naturally look around to discover the causeof so strange an occurrence; but still sounds theclear cry of Whip-poor-will! whip-poor-will I Whensuddenly there darts up from a low bush near by afine Mocking Bird, and settling on a branch withinour view, continues his varied melody. The secretis at once explained; the little mimic before us hasbeen the sole cause of our surprise, and there he sitsflirting his long tail from side to side with an air ofperfect satisfaction, expanding his wings an

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