. Birds and nature . d haltedat the gray bars. The pasture whichhad been deserted the day before, wasnow spotted with cows, the laurel hadbegun to fade, and though we waitedone long, weary hour, not a sight orsound of a bird of any description didwe see. The towhee and the shore larkwhom I had seen the day before,seemed to have dropped out of exist-ence, and those disagreeable peoplehinted that even the brown thrasherwas a myth. But as I ventured aloneinto the dark swamp, hoping still tostir up Mr. Chat, I came face- to facewith the beautiful purple-fringed orchis—the large, early variety—bloo
. Birds and nature . d haltedat the gray bars. The pasture whichhad been deserted the day before, wasnow spotted with cows, the laurel hadbegun to fade, and though we waitedone long, weary hour, not a sight orsound of a bird of any description didwe see. The towhee and the shore larkwhom I had seen the day before,seemed to have dropped out of exist-ence, and those disagreeable peoplehinted that even the brown thrasherwas a myth. But as I ventured aloneinto the dark swamp, hoping still tostir up Mr. Chat, I came face- to facewith the beautiful purple-fringed orchis—the large, early variety—bloomingalone in the damp thicket, so straightand stately, and of such a delicate, re-fined beauty, I fell on my knees besideit, and felt it to be ample compensationfor any disappointments. So you seeit is true that there is not wealth enoughin all the world to force a bird-song atthe moment when you want it, but atthe same time and in the same swampthe purple orchis may be blooming foryou. Nell Kimberly McElhone. 32.
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