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Identifier: alabamabirddaybo1915alab (find matches)
Title: Alabama bird day book
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Alabama. Dept. of Game and Fish Alabama. Dept. of Conservation
Subjects: Birds
Publisher: Montgomery, Ala. : Dept. of Game and Fish
Contributing Library: Harvard University, Museum of Comparative Zoology, Ernst Mayr Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Harvard University, Museum of Comparative Zoology, Ernst Mayr Library

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y distinguishable from those of the Bluebird. The Dickcissel breed in North America east of the Rockies,from the Gulf States north to the northern part of the United States;they are rare in the Atlantic States north to Connecticut. —Bird Guide. 44 Bird Day Book THE BIRDS TIS spring and the birds are here again,Who blithely carol forth their lay;Each morn they swell their warbling throatsTo greet the new, the budding day. The robin on a topmost spray, With breast of red and coat of brown,Sings gaily at the dawn of day, A song no care can drown. The bluebird flitting here and there,With flash of color and burst of song, Sings of a mossy nest so rare, On which the sun shines all day long. The meadow lark, with song so sweet,Soars toward the vaulted sky and sings A lay that thrills with joyousness And to our hearts great pleasure brings. With carol sweet as silver chimes,O birds, ye heralds of the spring, What harmony to us you bring,And gladness in our darkest times. —Herbert Wilson.
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Flicker. Alabama, 1915. 45 WELCOME TO THE BIRDS HARK, hear the merry chorus,List to the song so sweet,From every tree-top oer us,Mountain and valley round us, Echo the glad refrain, Comes a carol meet;Bidding us all be joyous,— Join in the gladsome strain,Cherish with kindly feeling, Each little bird so dear,Ever about us flitting, Bringing us heartfelt cheer;Throats that are never weary; Gaily they chant their lay,Birdies are ever cheery, Make us like them, we pray. b THE DOWNY WOODPECKER THE Downy is a drummer-boy, his drum a hollow limb;If people listen or do not, its all the same to him.He plays a Chinese melody, and plays it with a will,Without another drumstick but just his little bill;And he isnt playing all for fun, nor just to have a lark, Hes after every kind of bug or worm within the bark;Or, if there is a coddling moth, hell get him without fail, While holding firmly to the tree with all his toes, and tail.He is fond of every insect, and every insect egg; He works for ev

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