SEVERAL years ago, while reading in an old number of the Atlantic Monthly an admirable description by Wilson Flagg of the song of the hermit thrush, I came upon the following sentence : “ I have not ...

I was visiting a friend up in Sugar Hill, New Hampshire, and right outside the window, about 20 feet up in a hop hornbeam tree, was a nest with two parents busily feeding and sitting on babies. The ...

The song of the wood thrush is described as a flutelike ee-o-lay. The hermit thrush has a voice that is clear and ethereal, still flutelike, with three or four phrases at different pitches. The song ...