Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1861-08-09
mos, dumb In ny vile Tor . long psriod was

mos. dumb 10 ny vile for long psriod was
gradually restored. Old familiar ditiiss
would break suddenly from her throat ~
she sat sewing. and I would oltsn hear her
singing again, iron room 10 room. - 10 the
SUMMER days Of our sprins.,ime. As for
myself. scarcely IN evening pssssd In which
I Was nos betrayed into beating time With
my foo, to "Asld Lang Syps." Happy
Land" Gonna through tbs Rye" or
f" Hail Columbia" 10 response 70 ny neigh.
bor's cherry whistle. Our children also
caugh, the Infection. and would commence
singing on the instant our neishbor tuned
hs pipes. Verify ho was our bsnefaesor-
the hsrpins David to our Saul.
"You live at No. $50. think," said .
gentleman whose face was familiar. though
vas no, able TO call his name. We were
si,,ins side by side in the cars.
I answered in the affirmative.
$50 l thought" he replied. 81 live as
522-second door east.
"Mr. Gordon =
"Yes. Sir: that's my name. Pleasant
houses. but nero Shells" said he. Then.
with q look Of disgust on his face. Dossn :
that whis,lipg follow between US annoy you
terribly" I've got 30 out OF all patience
that I shalt either move OF silence him.
Whistle. whistle. whi,.le, from morning till
night. Psh i! | always de.ssted whi'sling.
II is . ssn OF no braips. fv's written him
q note tsicc. bu. failed TO send either time;
il isn't we'll to quarrel With . nsishbor, 1t
you can belp IT,"
"lt doesn', annoy me atall." | answer.
ed. Z" "Ipd.od. I rather like t."
"You doy Well, that's singular! Just
wha, my wife says"
"Fir.t rate Tor the blue devils. fnd.
I'm indebted TO our friend tor suudry favors
IN this direction"
Sly new acquaintance looked o. mo in.
quisitively.
You're not in earnest" said he. q half.
amused smile bresking through the unami.
able expression which his face bad a'-am-
81.
Z" Altogether In earnest; and l beg Of yoa
no, 70 ssni him that nole. 50 your wife 10
not annoyed"
mot ,he."
.. 10 she musical ?"
"She was: but Of ls.o years life has been
rather o serious matter With Us, aud her
singing birds havo died. or. psrhsp'. lost
the hear tor music"
The history Of many other li'es," re.
.ponded.
The man sighed fsiu,ly.
liza. there been any recen! change |
,en,ured 10 inquire.
"In wha, re.peet3" he asked.
"llas there bean no voice from the sins.
Ing bird''"
A new expression cams suddenly into the
mans face.
why. yss," he answered. "now that
I think Of It. Thers have been some low.
6,lui warblings. Only last evening tho
voice OF my w,fs stole out. as though she
were half afraid, and trenslsd listlG while
on the words OF an old song"
The air Of which our neighbOr was
whi.,lins at th, time ?" said I.
Right. as live" WAS my compan'on's
exclamation. after o pause. 'lappips bis
hand on has knee. could hardly help
smiling at tho look Of wonder, amusement
and conviction that blended on his face.
IL woulIn't send that note," said 1.
meaninsly.
! mo. hang me II I do! must study
,hi. cas,. I'm something Of 4 philosopher.
you must know. Hour n,ighbor can swak.
en- the singing birds 10 the hear. Of my vile.
no may whistle tll the crack Of doom with.
ou, hiodranee from me. I'm obliged to you
for the suggestion"
A week ai,erwArd met him again.
What about the sinsin: birdsr ] ask.
ed. smiling.
All aiive, thank God :" he answered
with = heartine.s Of manner that caused me
to look narrowly into his face. IL wore .
better expression than when I las, observed
10.
"Then you didu's send that nose'" l
INTERCEPTED.
no, SIR. Why. since saw you I've
actually taken to whistlins and hummins
old tunes again. and you can! tell how
much better 10 makes me feel. And the
children arc becoming - merry and mu'i.
cal rs cricks,s. Our friend's whistle seis
them all sgoins, like the Grss signal xsrbls
Of . bird as day.jawn that awaksh' the
woods 70 melody."
we were on our way homeward. and
parted st my own door. AZ | entered,
"HOme, Sweet Home 4" Was pal'ing In ten
+! der harmonies on the air. stood sull aud
listened Until tears fell over my cheeks
The singing birds wsro al'vo again in the
heart Of my wilo also. and said "Thank
God " rs warmly as my ne'shbor had Ut
tered the words little while before.