Identifier: birdlore17nati (find matches)
Title: Bird-lore
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: National Association of Audubon Societies for the Protection of Wild Birds and Animals
Subjects: Birds -- Periodicals Birds -- Conservation Periodicals
Publisher: New York, National Association of Audubon Societies
Contributing Library: American Museum of Natural History Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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is ever in demand as the illus-trator of technical and popular books and articles on ornithology. His con-tributions to pubHcations of this nature amount to thousands of drawings;many of them have been adequately produced in color and, through theirwide circulation, they have exercised an educational influence of the highestimportance. Such for example are the illustrations in Eatons great work onthe Birds of New York, published by the State, those in the National GeographicMagazine, and the series appearing in Bird-Lore. In all of these illustrations everything is made subservient to the bird itself,which usually claims as large a share of the picture as it does of Fuertes atten-tion. But in a series of twenty-four large panels in oils, done for the libraryof Mr. Frederick F. Brewster of New Haven, the birds, chiefly water-fowl andshore birds, take their proper place in a series of strongly handled landscapeswhich reveal Fuertes art in a new aspect. With no sacrifice of his skill and
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ARGUS PHEASANT, DISPLAYING Ouned by the Artist (283) 284 Bird-Lore insight as a painter of bird portraits, he lias here placed his subjects in a settingwhich adds immeasural)ly to their beauty and to the appeal they make to theimagination. These pictures, in the writers opinion, are Fuertes greatestachievement and point the way for the development of his exceptional gifts. THE HERMIT THRUSH By WINIFRED HOLWAY PALMER I stood tonight, at twilights holy hour, And heard the thrushes sing!As from some far, secluded convent tower The Angelus might ring. Dropping its silver tones, like summer rain. Those thirsty souls to blessWhose lives are spent in endless toil and pain, Or illness and distress. So falls the song! Each liquid cadence rare In time and rhythm true!Cool, tranquil, calm; unhurried as a prayer, And crystal clear as dew! Deep, deep! Sounding the very depths of life In reverential mood;Then higher rising, throbs with meaning rife. Far through the darkning wood! Higher and yet aga

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