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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ay Book OVEN-BIRD T™1HIS bird has an orange brown head, bordered by black; thereI is no white on the wings or tail. Oven-birds are found inffiillgl open woods where they build their arched nests on theground among the leaves or pine needles. It is the peculiaroven-like construction of their nests that give them their name.They are essentially ground birds, only mounting to the lowerbranches of trees to sing or when scolding an intruder. The song is a peculiar ascending note resembling the wordteacher, repeated five or six times and gathering strength and vol-ume with each syllable; the call is a sharp chip. The nest is made of leaves, strips of bark and grass arched overthe top so as to leave a very small opening; it is placed on theground in woods. There are four to six white eggs spotted withreddish brown. Oven-birds breed throughout eastern North America, in thenorthern half of the United States and north to Labrador; theywinter chiefly south of the United States. -—Bird Guide.
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Alabama, 1915. 79 THERE WAS A CHERRY-TREE THERE was a cherry-tree. Its bloomy snowsCool even now the fevered sight that knowsNo more its airy visions of pure joy—As when you were a boy. There was a cherry-tree. The Blue-jay setHis blue against its white—O blue as jet He seemd there then !—But now—Whoever knewHe was so pale a blue! There was a cherry-tree—Our child-eyes sawThe miracle:—Its pure white snows did thaw Into a crimson fruitage, far too sweetBut for a boy to eat. There was a cherry tree, give thanks and joy!— There was a bloom of snow—There was a boy-There was a Blue-jay of the realest blue—And fruit for both of you. —James Whit comb Riley. m 80 Bird Day Book THE DAYS GONE BY OTHE days gone by! O the days gone by !The apples in the orchard, and the pathway through the rye;The chirrup of the robin, and the whistle of the quailAs he piped across the meadows sweet as any nightingale;When the bloom was on the clover, and the blue was in the sky,And my happy h

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