. The birds of Berwickshire; with remarks on their local distribution migration, and habits, and also on the folk-lore, proverbs, popular rhymes and sayings connected with them . hed, and never afterwards repaired. 272 THE HOOPOE. stuffer at Berwick for preservation, in whose shop it wasseen by Mr. George Bolam. The gamekeeper at Mording-ton, Mr, James Purves, has informed me that one day inSeptember 1883, when he and his son were going to Ay ton,they saw a Hoopoe alight on the dyke between the moorand the Camp Field on Lamberton Farm. It put up its crestseveral times, and then flew away, and
. The birds of Berwickshire; with remarks on their local distribution migration, and habits, and also on the folk-lore, proverbs, popular rhymes and sayings connected with them . hed, and never afterwards repaired. 272 THE HOOPOE. stuffer at Berwick for preservation, in whose shop it wasseen by Mr. George Bolam. The gamekeeper at Mording-ton, Mr, James Purves, has informed me that one day inSeptember 1883, when he and his son were going to Ay ton,they saw a Hoopoe alight on the dyke between the moorand the Camp Field on Lamberton Farm. It put up its crestseveral times, and then flew away, and alighted amongstsome burned whins on the racecourse. I have never had an opportunity of observing the Hoopoein this country, but have seen numbers at La Buisson Lusas,Loire et Cher, France, where they frequented the edges ofwoods and old orchards, and were very shy and wary. Theybuilt their nests in holes in trees, and were not very par-ticular with regard to the materials which they used, asdescribed in the following old French lines :— Dedans iin creux, avec fange et ordure,La Huppe fait ses ceufs et sa maison. ^ 1 See The Folk-lore of British Birds, Swainson, p. PICAKI^. ( 27r> ) CUCULIDM. THE CUCKOO. Giwulus canorus. Thrice welcome, darli7ig of the Spriiig! Even yet thoic art to fneNo bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery ;The same zvhom in my school-boy days I listened to ; that cryWhich made me look a thousand ways In hnsh, and tree, and seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ;A fid tho7i wert still a hope, a love ; Still longed for, never I can listen to thee yet; Can lie tipon the plainAnd listen, till I do beget That golden time again. Wordsworth. When the woods of the county are preparing to put ontheir new robes, and the pale primrose is painting thedeans, the voice of the wandering Cuckoo is usually heardfor the first time in the season; and we hail the welcomenotes, for they are associated in our memories wi
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