. Bird lore. Birds; Birds; Ornithology. 232 Bird- Lore evasive fulfilment. The difl"erence is alone in the means we employ. Because we lose sight of this fact we think we do not understand one another's interests. A friend of mine who can be lifted to the seventh heaven and all the en- chantment therein by classical music, has no patience with what he calls my ornithological nonsense. He sees nothing in birds worthy a full-blooded man's serious attention. I, on the other hand, fail to find in the nearest ap- proach to my visions. A scholarly friend of mine who cannot understand wha
. Bird lore. Birds; Birds; Ornithology. 232 Bird- Lore evasive fulfilment. The difl"erence is alone in the means we employ. Because we lose sight of this fact we think we do not understand one another's interests. A friend of mine who can be lifted to the seventh heaven and all the en- chantment therein by classical music, has no patience with what he calls my ornithological nonsense. He sees nothing in birds worthy a full-blooded man's serious attention. I, on the other hand, fail to find in the nearest ap- proach to my visions. A scholarly friend of mine who cannot understand what he considers my foible, is noticeably patient with me when I talk of birds. And I, with equal charity, endure his animation over ancient ruins and the meager records of perished nations. That hermit, Henry Thoieau, pondering upon life and nature, wrote "I ong ago lost a hound, a bay horse, and a turtle dove and am still on their trail. Many the travelers I have spoken to concerning them, describing their tracks and the calls they answer to. I have met one or two who have heard the hound and the tramp of the horse and have even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud, and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them ; When we pass from the simplicity of childhood to complexities and cramp- ing realities of maturity we seem to lose something in one of those thousands of blind alleys we mistook for the highway. Later we suspect the loss and begin the search for what we believe to have been our greatest treasure. Some seek to recover this treasure in the exhilaration of profound study, others in the ecstasy of music, still others in art, or the solemnity of worship. Some by one means and some by another. Some even in the glad-free-life of the wild birds in God's out-of-doors. Then there be many who in the mad rush of commercial life and the social whirl, never miss the lost treasure, and are never tantalized with the desire to search for thi
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