Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-06-11
a True Story oil a robin.

We doubt if the records Of ornithology
can furnish more striking instance Of af-
fection and sensibility than is displayed in
tho following story Of robin, which we
can vouch to be authentic:
"Thc servant of q lady residing in tho
north part of Brighton, whilst occupied one
day in the scullcry, was started by noise,
which at first was supposed to be occasioned
by mouse, but, on examination OF the VA
sious pots and pans in the place, she at
length discovered the true origin Of the dis
turbance. 1t was young robin which had
found its way into bright copper coal
scuttlo. She succeeded in capturing it, and
took il into the parlor to her mistress,
where il soon made itself quito at homo,
and ate the sopped bread which was placed
on its little beak. In short time it was
happy in its comfortable quarters; but as
some Of its habits were not quite consistent
with the cleanliness Of lady's sitting room,
and the lady had no wish 10 confne it to a
cage, full opportunity was given to the little
stranger to recover its liberty by tho window
being thrown open. OF this opportunity
however, the robin availed itself to a GER
tain extent-that is, it would fy out, but
invariably return at certain hour of the
day, and its practice was then to perch upon
certain founce Of tho lady's dress, and
then, looking into its mistress's face, it would
pour forth its merry song. This won't on
for somc time, until one afternoon, when
the robin was in its accustomed place, q
friend called who wished tho lady to ac-
company her for walk and then camo the
question, what was to be done with the
robin? There it was on its favorite founce,
and the lady was prisoner until it flew off.
II had not yet sung its song, but its mis-
tress, anxious to join her visitor, at last took
vup handkerchief, and waving it, said: :
"You must go now, Bobby. Goodbye"
The bird took the hint immediately, and
few out of the window. On the following
day its coming was looked for at tho accus-
toned hour, as a matter of course, and tho
window was left open as usual. But no
robin came. Another and another day
passed, until at last it was given up for lost,
to the infinite regret of tho lady, and tho
great indignation Of the old servant, who
sympathizing with the bird said "Of course
Missus couldn't expect Bobby to return af
ter being treated in such a manner
There was, however, no help for it. Every
reparation would have been made and
apology offered that could heal the wound
inflicted upon the birds feelings but like
slighted lover or injured friend he kept
aloof.
"Apd now comes the most singular story.
Ono day the lady who had owned the rob
in was walking by herself along Rose Hill
tsrrace, when suddenly sho was alarmed and
almst blinded by something striking against
her face. She thought at first that it was
"a stone thrown by some careless boy; but,
on recovering from tho confusion of the
moment, to her utter astonishment she per-
ceived the true perpetrator Of the assault.
There on paliug close by, sat the robin
her own Bobby, singing his old song as
loudly as ever and having finished it, he
again took flight. And from that moment
the lady has never seen the bird.
ave can vouch for these facts, singular
ias they may appear, and affordng as they
do, such powerful evidence, not only of the
Intelligence and affection, but of the acute
sensibility Of the bird, land its almost hu-
man power Of stalking to heart" and resent
ing what had the appearance of au act of
Brighton Guardian