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 1    1|     One early thrush gave me a note or two as I drove along
 2    5|      only the cluck after each note, but often that singular
 3    5|         as a singing bird. The note of this once wild Indian
 4    5|      wise? This foreign bird's note is celebrated by the poets
 5    6|    usher in the night, and the note of the whip-poor-will is
 6    6|      no experience, but taking note of it, and that is no more
 7   10|     time to time, the creaking note of some unknown bird close
 8   13|        feet beneath. His usual note was this demoniac laughter,
 9   16|      the forlorn but melodious note of a hooting owl indefinitely
10   16| instinct of the chase, and the note of the hunting-horn at intervals,
11   18|     spring, to hear the chance note of some arriving bird, or
12   18|        years, methought, whose note I shall not forget for many