CHAPTER XX.
SOME SKY SWEEPERS About four o'clock, after a long rest, the party started for home, because they wanted to have plenty of time to stop in the wood lane on the way.
The first bird that Nat spied after they left the meadows was perching on the topmost wire of a fence by the roadside.

Every once in a while he darted into the air, snapped up an insect, and returned to the same perch on the wire whence he had started.

He was a very smart-looking bird, with a flaming crest that he raised and lowered to suit himself; and every time he flew into the air he cried "Kyrie--kyrie!" "That is a Kingbird," said the Doctor; "it is very kind of him to show himself, for he is the bird I most wished to see.

We have finished with the true song birds now, and the next order is that of the Songless Perching Birds--birds that have call-notes, some of them quite musical, but no true song.

So we will name them the Birds that only Croak and Call.
"The crowing of a Rooster, the screech of a Night Owl, the Hawk's harsh scream, the laughing and hammering of a Woodpecker, all answer the same good purpose as a song.
"The first family of Songless Perching Birds is that of the Tyrant Flycatchers, and the first of these birds with which we have to do is the one you have just seen.