Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1867-07-21
MEMPHIS APPEAL
From the Riverside Aagazlne.l
THB ROBINS NEST.

From the Riverside Magazlnel
THTs ROBIN's NEST.
BY CAREY.
Jenny Brown had as pretty a house Other own
AS ever a bird need b want, I should think
And the shelteFing vine that abOuJit had grown
Half hid II in green leaves and roses Of pink.
As she never looked shabby, or seemed out Of
It was surely enough though she had but one
And Robin. the fellow she took for her mate,
Was quite constant-that is, for a Robin-I
guess.
Jenny Brown had four brides, the cunningest
That ever peeped back 70 other.bi coll
That only could autter their son dOwny wings
And open their mouths 70 take fOod-that
Now, I dare say you think she was happy ana
Agd 81 was almost always coutented but
Though know you viii hardly believe what I
sometimes she would rufie her feathers and
fret.
One day, tired OF flying about in the heat,
she came home In her erossest and sulkiest
And though she brought back not a morsel 10
She peoRed little Robin for crying for food.
Just then Robin came, and looked in through
And saw with ia quick glance, thstsH was not
But he suug out as cheerful and gay as you
Why, Jenny, dear Jenny, how are yOu to-
light"
It made her more angry to see him 81 calm,
While she suffered ali that a bird could en-
And shs answered, o am I? who eareshow
4 ann
It isn't you, Robin, for one, 1 am surei
L" You know I've been tied here, day in and day
TIN Pm tired almost Of my home and my life,
While you-yOu go carelessly rowing about,
And singing to every one else but your wife"
The Robin replied: Little reason you've got
To complain OF me, Jenny; whenever I roam
Istul think OF you, and your quieter lot,
And wish twas my place ostay here at home.
Z" And as to my singing, I give you my word,
rs in concert, and always In public beside;
For, excepting yourself, there Is no iady-bird
Knows the softest and lovingest notes 1 have
tried.
Z" And Jenny land ne spoke tenderly quite,
with head dropped aside, he drew nearer,
{" Iheard some sad news as I came home tonight
About our poor n~eighbors that live in the
wood.
"YOu know Nelly Jay, that wild, thOughtIess
young thing,
Who tases in her children and home no
But early sndlate is abroad on the wing,
To chatter and gossip frsm morning till night.
" Wen, yesterday, just after noon, she went out
Aud stayed tin the sun had gone down in the
west,
Complaining TO some Of her friends, I've no
doubt.
Ofthe trouble she bad taking care Of her mes
" And her sweet little N~eny-you'vs seen her,
The brightest and sprightltesl bird OF them all,
The age OF our Jenny, 1 think. very near,
Tumbied ont Of the nest. and was killed BY
the fan.
" saw thepoor thing lying stiff on the ground,
with its little wing broke, and the film Ger
While the mother was Il lying istracted " round,
And startling the wood with her pit Gus cries.
d" AS I stopped, Just to say a kind, comforting
Thought how my own home was guarded
For Jenny, my darling, my beauty, my bird,
knew should find you content in the nest!
" And now how are our brides 2-the dear little
How ssfiy and snugIy asleep they are laid:
But don't fold them quite so close under your
Oryoun I'm them With kindness, my pet,
I'm afraid.
- And, Jenny, III stay with them now-nsy, I
must,
While you go out a moment mt take the
sit here too much by yourself, 1 mistrust,
And are quite overburdened with work and
with care.
" Whist You don't want to go! you want no
thing so long
As your dear little ones and your Robin are
here2
Then III stay with you, Jenny, and sing the
old song
Isang when IcOurted you-shsIlL /, my dear %