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No such trace appeared, however, nor, in my fortnight's stay in Tallahassee, in almost the height of the migratory season, did I, so far as I could tell, see a single passenger bird of any sort. Some species arrived from the South cuckoos and orioles, for example; others, no doubt, took their departure for the North; but to the best of my knowledge not one passed through.

The living blue above throbs with the tremulous song of innumerable larks; the measured chant of cuckoos awakens the woods; and through the thickets a whole world's gladness sings itself forth from the throat of thrush and blackbird.

You should be old enough to have some sense by this time. I will come out and speak to your mother in a moment. Yes, I suppose we must let you go. What cuckoos there are in this world, to be sure!" But Mr Parmenter did not wait till to-morrow he came up this afternoon, just as Sam said he would.

Suddenly in the distance, she heard a well-known sound, "Cuckoo, cuckoo." "Can that be the cuckoo?" she said to herself; and in a moment she felt sure that it must be. For, for some reason that I do not know enough about the habits of real "flesh and blood" cuckoos to explain, that bird was not known in the neighbourhood where Griselda's aunts lived.

The burn was full of trout; the wood of cushat-doves; on the open side of the mountain beyond, whaups would be always whistling, and cuckoos were plentiful. From the mouth of the cleft we looked down upon a part of Mamore, and on the sea-loch that divides that country from Appin; and this from so great a height as made it my continual wonder and pleasure to sit and behold them.

He struck the lighted candle with his left hand and laughed again in the thick darkness. "Shoot? I’ll show you how to shoot, you old slacker " Gary fired. After a silence Flint giggled in the choking darkness as the door opened cautiously again, and shot at the terrified orderly. "I’m a cockney, am I? And you don’t think much of the Devon cuckoos, do you?

"Nobody knows whence it comes, brother?" "I believe not, Jasper." "Very poor, brother, not a nest of its own?" "So they say, Jasper." "With every person's bad word, brother?" "Yes, Jasper, every person is mocking it." "Tolerably merry, brother?" "Yes, tolerably merry, Jasper." "Of no use at all, brother?" "None whatever, Jasper." "You would be glad to get rid of the cuckoos, brother?"

They are written in French strophic forms in the southern dialect, and sometimes have an intermixture of French and Latin lines. They are musical, fresh, simple, and many of them very pretty. They celebrate the gladness of spring with its cuckoos and throstle-cocks, its daisies and woodruff.

In the morning of a spring day when the cuckoos cried in the woods, and May blossomed thick, white and pink, in all the hedges, the bells in the grey church-steeple at Camylott rang out a joyous, jangling peal, telling all the village that the heir had been born at the Tower.

It is not possible for anyone of sound hearing to be an hour in a hill station in the early summer without being aware of the presence of cuckoos. The Himalayas literally teem with them. This species, as all the world knows, looks like a hawk and flies like a hawk. According to some naturalists, the cuckoo profits by its similarity to a bird of prey.