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Title: Birds and nature
Year: 1900 (1900s)
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Subjects: Birds Natural history
Publisher: Chicago, Ill. : A.W. Mumford, Publisher
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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ummer home, where, from a com-manding position at the very top of sometree, it pours forth its ringing song, itsnotes are truly inspiring. In the wordsof Mr. Dwight, The effect of its loudand beautiful song is much enhanced bythe evening hush in which it is mostoften heard. It lacks the leisurelysweetness of the hermit thrushs out-pourings, nor is there pause; but in alower key and with greater energy itbubbles on rapidly to a close rather thanfading out with the soft melody of itsrenowned rival. The neat home of the Olive-backedThrush consists of coarse grass, leaves,small roots and fibrous shreds of bark,firmlv woven into a solid mass. In theArctic regions moss is largely used inthe walls of the nest. The lining usuallyconsists of fine grass and rootlets andfragments of leaves. The nest is gen-erally placed in bushes or small trees ata height of from five to eight feet fromthe ground. Wooded banks of streamsand lakes are the most favored localitiesfor the nesting of this thrush. 204
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FROM COL. CHI. ACAD. SCIENCES, 571 OilVE-BACKED THRUSH. (Turdus ustulatus s-wainsonii). Nearly Life-size. Professor Forbes has shown that theOHve-backed Thrush is a useful bird.Examining the stomach of a large num-ber of individuals captured during vari-ous seasons, he found that sixty-two per centum of its food consisted of insectsand thirty-five per centum of fruits.Nearly three-fourths of the fruit con-sumed consisted of wild grapes. THE BUDDING WOODS. I love the woods—the budding woods,Where Nature sports her happiest moods;Where filtered sunshine tints the leavesWith tendrest hues; where Maytime weavesWith lavish hand and blithesome heartBright flower garlands; swift wings dartAmong the trees, and joyous songBursts from a myriad throats amongThe pillared arches, echoing loud;While trembling glints of trailing cloudAbove this leafy roof appear.As dawns the morning of the yeaiUpon the woods—the budding woods. Sara Elizabeth Graves. BLACK BEARD OF THE BIG SWAMP. Beneath a thick

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