I have often found these nests in the orchard, on branches only a few feet from the ground, and I have also found them high up in the maples by the attic window.
"The Vireo does not stop work at noon when the field hands lie under the apple trees, with their dinner pails beside them.

No, he only works and talks faster, keeping one eye on the home branch, and this is what he says, stopping between every sentence: 'I know it--I made it--Would you think it ?--Mustn't touch it--Shouldn't like it--If you do it--I'll know it--You'll rue it!'" "He was talking exactly like that this morning," said Dodo.

"Will the nests last after they are empty, Uncle Roy, so we can find some ?" "Yes, surely; these nests are very strong and firm, often lasting a whole year." "I know it--I made it!--Would you think it ?" called a musical voice from the wood.
"Why, he is at it yet," said Rap; "I think 'The Talker' would be a fine name for him." "So it would--and more polite than 'The Preacher,' as some call him who think he is a trifle too prosy in his remarks.

One of his brothers, whose eyes are white instead of red, and who lives in the bushes instead of high woods, is called 'The Politician' from his fondness for newspapers--not that he can read them, of course, but he likes to paper his nest with clippings from them, which is his way of making a scrap-book." The Red-eyed Vireo Length about six inches.
Upper parts olive-green, with a white line over the eye, and gray cap with a black border.
Under parts white, shaded with greenish on the sides.
A Summer Citizen of North America east of the Pacific States, and a hard-working member of the guild of Tree Trappers.
THE GREAT NORTHERN SHRIKE (Or BUTCHER BIRD) "I thought you would tell about my beautiful red bird next," interrupted Dodo.

"Why do we want to hear about this bird if he lives so far north ?" "Your bird will come later on, little girl.