The sprightly figure and gaudy plumage of the Red Bird, his vivacity, strength of voice, and actual variety of note, and the little expense with which he is kept, will always make him a favorite. This species is more numerous to the east of the great range of the Alleghenies, but is found in Pennsylvania and Ohio, and is numerous in the lower parts of the Southern States. In January and February they have been found along the roadsides and fences, hovering together in half dozens, associating with snow birds, and various kinds of sparrows. In the northern states they are migratory, and in the southern part of Pennsylvania they reside during the whole year, frequenting the borders of rivulets, in sheltered hollows, covered with holly, laurel, and other evergreens. They love also to reside in the vicinity of fields of Indian corn, a grain that constitutes their chief and favorite food. The seeds of apples, cherries, and other fruit are also eaten by them, and they are accused of destroying bees. Early in May the Red Bird begins to prepare his nest, which is very often fixed in a holly, cedar or laurel bush. A pair of Red Birds in Ohio returned for a number of years to build their nest in a honeysuckle vine under a portico. They were never disturbed and never failed to rear a brood of young. The nest was constructed of small twigs, dry weeds, slips of vine bark, and lined with stalks of fine grass. Four eggs of brownish olive were laid, and they usually raised two broods in a season. In confinement they fade in color, but if well cared for, will live to a considerable age. They are generally known by the names: Red Bird, Virginia Red Bird, Virginia Nightingale, and Crested Red Bird. It is said that the female often sings nearly as well as the male. THE REDBIRDS. Two Redbirds came in early May, Flashing like rubies on the way; Their joyous notes awoke the day, And made all nature glad and gay. Thrice welcome! crested visitants; Thou doest well to seek our haunts; The bounteous vine, by thee possessed, From prying eyes shall keep thy nest. Sing to us in the early dawn; 'Tis then thy scarlet throats have drawn Refreshing draughts from drops of dew, The enchanting concert to renew. No plaintive notes, we ween, are thine; They gurgle like a royal wine; They cheer, rejoice, they quite outshine Thy neighbor's voice, tho' it's divine. Free as the circumambient air Do thou remain, a perfect pair, To come once more when Proserpine Shall swell the buds of tree and vine. --C. C. M. [Illustration: CARDINAL.] THE RED BIRD. Is it because he wears a red hat, That we call him the Cardinal Bird? Or is it because his voice is so rich That scarcely a finer is heard?