than if they were the rule. It is the rarity of a thing that enhances its value and beauty. We look up to a great good man because such a thing is rare; A rare flower has a greater beauty than if we saw whole fields of them. And that is why a bluebird is becoming a greater source of wonder in these parts. Several years ago they were almost common in town. Now we may well con­sider ourselves lucky or very sharpeyed if we see as many as a dozen during a walk in the country. But how their beauty seems to have increased!
     A flock of the same kind of birds that puzzled me so yester­day flew up from a field of mountimothy where there had evidently been feeding. I laughed at them for on such a bright wonderful morning could I be downhearted because I did not know what kind they were? I even watched them disappear in the sky with a sort of complacency, when yesterday, their haunting cry stirred all my negative senses to the boiling point and made me at outs with nature merely because I had not a name for them.
     I even derived a sort of gratification in crossing