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of water thrushes just across the way, about the edges of the pool under yonder big willow. They seemed grateful, however they may have felt. "Water thrushes!" the young lady exclaimed, and with hasty "Thank you's," very politely expressed, they started in the direction indicated. It is to be hoped that they found also the furtive swamp sparrow, of whose presence the bashful intruder, in the perturbation of his spirits, forgot to inform them. If they did find it, however, they were sharp-eyed, or were playing in good luck.

I went on down the river a little way, and soon met three Irish-American boys coming out of a thicket at the water's edge. One of them lifted his cap. "Seen any good birds to-day?" he inquired. I answered in the affirmative, and turned the question upon its asker. Yes, he said, he had just seen a catbird and an oriole. I remarked that there were other people out on the same errand. "Yes," said he, pointing toward the brier thicket, "there's a couple down there now looking at 'em." Then I noticed a sec-