Animals-Wild-Birds
There were six of us, and we had the entire hotel, I may almost say the entire valley, to ourselves. If the verdict of the villagers could have been taken, we should, perhaps, have been voted a queer set, familiar as dwellers in Franconia are with the sight of idle tourists,--
Four days later I set out alone, to try my luck with the riddle. As I entered the clearing, the hummer was seen at his post, and my suspicions fastened upon a small wild apple-t...
7. Chapter 7The next morning ("at 7.32," as my diary is careful to note) one of the twins took his flight. I was standing on the wall, with my glass leveled upon the nest, when I saw him ex...
9. Chapter 9Thinking over the matter, I began to ask myself--though I hesitate about making such a confession--whether it might not be the adult males who thus unseasonably went off to bed...
6. Chapter 6I remember with special pleasure a profusion of white orchids (_Habenaria dilatata_) which bordered the roadside not far from the top, their spikes of waxy snow-white flowers gi...
10. Chapter 10Unlike swallows, robins, bluebirds, blackbirds, and perhaps most of the sparrows, our smaller wood birds, the warblers and vireos especially, appear to move as a general thing i...
5. Chapter 5In the course of my many visits to Dyer's Hollow I saw thirty-three kinds of birds, of the eighty-four species in my full Truro list. The number of individuals was small, howeve...
3. Chapter 3Leaving the crowd, we kept on our way across the beach to Little Nahant, the cliffs of which offer an excellent position from which to sweep the bay in search of loons, old-squa...
2. Chapter 2stood afar off and worshiped toward these holy hills; but the white man clambers gayly up their sides, guide-book in hand, and leaves his sardine box and eggshells--and likely e...
11. Chapter 11As for reprobates like the so-called "poison ivy" and "poison dogwood," they have perhaps borrowed a familiar human maxim,--"All is fair in war." In any case, they are no worse...
4. Chapter 4One of the groundsels (_Senecio viscosus_) is a recent immigrant from Europe, but has been thoroughly established in the Back Bay lands of Boston--where I now found it, in perfe...
1. Chapter 1There were six of us, and we had the entire hotel, I may almost say the entire valley, to ourselves. If the verdict of the villagers could have been taken, we should, perhaps, h...
12. Chapter 12I could never think it surprising that the ancients worshiped trees; that groves were believed to be the dwelling places of the gods; that Xerxes delighted in the great plane-tr...