. The birds of Ohio; a complete scientific and popular description of the 320 species of birds found in the state. Birds -- Ohio. THE SNOWFLAKE. these simple-hearted creatures, who refuse to budge from their native heaths and tree-boles, lack not only the culture of travel in foreign parts, but the dash and wild romance of those who hazard their fortune to the north wind. What treasures of choice spirits are poured out upon us when the winds blow raw and the streams hide their faces! Hardy Norsemen they,âthe Redpolls, the Longspurs, the Horned Larks, and the Snowflakes. They burst upon us in t


. The birds of Ohio; a complete scientific and popular description of the 320 species of birds found in the state. Birds -- Ohio. THE SNOWFLAKE. these simple-hearted creatures, who refuse to budge from their native heaths and tree-boles, lack not only the culture of travel in foreign parts, but the dash and wild romance of those who hazard their fortune to the north wind. What treasures of choice spirits are poured out upon us when the winds blow raw and the streams hide their faces! Hardy Norsemen they,âthe Redpolls, the Longspurs, the Horned Larks, and the Snowflakes. They burst upon us in the wake of the first storm, and set up in our back pastures a wintry Valhalla, where good cheer of a very sturdy sort reigns supreme. In spite of striking differences of form and color a strange similarity exists among these northern visitors, so that one may easily construct a mental genre pictureâor, at most, two suchâwhich will fairly represent them all. Thus the Snowflakes, the Longspurs, the Horned Larks,âand through them even the daft Pipitsâhave a common fashion of giving themselves to the air to be blown about at hazard; or, when the season advances, of setting their faces also with equal steadfastness against the gainsaying of the blast. Their notes, too, (ex- cepting this time the inane yipping of the Pipit) have a wierd wind-born quality which is inseparable in thought from the shrill piping of the storm. To carry the matter further, the Siskins, the Crossbills, the Purple Flinches and the Redpolls have each a mellow rattle, which lends itself with equal facility to that generic conception of the ice-berg children. The dialect may differ, but in all of them the accent is Hyperborean. I well remember my first meeting with that prince of stor m waifs, the Snowflake. It was in eastern Washing- ton, where the cli- mate is not less hos- pitable than that of much lower latitudes farther east. A dis- tant-faring, f e a t ti- ered stranger had "^^^^^â ^^^'^^^b^^^^


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