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Identifier: birdsoflakesidep00clar (find matches)
Title: Birds of lakeside and prairie
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Clark, Edward Brayton
Subjects: Birds
Publisher: Chicago, New York, A.W. Mumford
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
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The little home was flanked on eitherside by a great blossom, while another opened its petals justabove. Within the space of a few cubic inches there was asmuch of beauty as it is the province of this world to holdanywhere within like restricted limits. The people pokedinquisitively into the warblers housekeeping, but the birds paidlittle heed, though their hearts probably fluttered with anunutterable fear. The mother bird fed the little ones whiletrespassing human beings lifted the red rose roof to look intothe nest. Though disaster was feared, the devoted parentsfinally successfully led the young forth for their first flight inlife. The bluebirds, the scarlet tanagers, the cerulean warblers,the Baltimore orioles, the robins, nearly the whole tribe ofnative sparrows, the woodpeckers, and not infrequently thehawks and the owls, find rest and food within sound of theclanging bells of surface cars and of the rumble of the wheelsof elevated roads. I once flushed a woodcock at the base of
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CERULEAN WARBLER. Birds of a Smoky City 17 the Lincoln Park statue of the Indian pony and rider, and forthree weeks of one spring month a wild wood duck rested onthe waters of a pond in the park and showed its brilliantplumage to thousands of visitors. It is to Lincoln Park that I owe the first chance since boy-hood of seeing a living passenger pigeon. There are men ofmiddle age to-day who remember when the flocks of wildpigeons darkened the sun, and when every gun in the landbrought down its share, and more than its share, of the crea-tures that flew low and blindly to their destruction. Therewere so many milliorts of the birds forty years ago that noone dreamed that the day would come within a generationwhen a single pigeon sitting on a tree in a city park mightbe thought to be the last of its race. No satisfactory expla-nation has ever been given for the disappearance of the pas-senger pigeon. To-day it is well-nigh as rare as the greatauk, and the reported occurrence of one of the

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