Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1880-07-27
The Red Breasts Conclusion.

"l tell you, Mr.. Redbreast, we must
have a new one. What would our
neighbors s..y If we were TO use our old
list years nestl It's dreadfnlly musty,
too. and the Innings soiled. and"
"Wel, now. my dear" put in MIR.
Redbreast, I've taken some little
trouble TO look that nest over. and
think it's good enough for this summer.
As for the lining-what time had
getting that downi-it is not very dirty.
after all. No. you're too particular. II
you had the work TO do. Mrs. Red
breast, you wouldn't be 90 anxious for
a new rest Didn't you helpp Oh!
-well--ah, yes. believe you did bring
q few strsws, but l had the most Of 1t to
do, tie hardeet part, my cesr-anybody
would acknowledge that. No. 1 don't
propose to trouble myself with work
this summer. so the old nest must do.
It's jus, as we'll. II you only make up
your mind to Il. Mrs. Redbreast."
"But. my dear husband. think Of this
neighborhoodl Here we are, tucked
away in IN old cherry tree. In this little
backyard. Now. want nest on the
park this year. It's very aristocratic
over there-none but stylish families to
associate with. and. the airs much
purer, too! Then there's another point
In its favor. they say one is never
troubled by boys-and boys are my
torment, Mr.. Redbreast. You recollect
how they frightened me last summer.
when my brides were week old. /
never shall forget that time!' and the
little mother ,shivered at the remem-
brarce Then, all our friends are
moving 10 the park" she continued.
There are the Wrens-they've taken
apartments at the head Of the lake. q
lovely place. And Cousin Robin told
me yesterday that they are TO commence
building right away. He says, too. II
we want n place We must select one
soon. for all the bes, locations are being
taken. We nigh. fly over and see what
we can find-suppose we do! Besides,
l want to call on Robins new wife. l
haven't seen her yet, He says she's
charming"
80 saying. Mrs. Redbreast spread her
wings and few leisurely over the house
tops. her husband reluctantly following
Onoe on tie park, however, he could
not help thinking it was much pleas
snter than the little back yard on
the dingy side street. Meanwhile he
lost sight Of his wife; and an elm tree
held out its green arms so invitingly
that he at once accepted the invitation,
and stopped to warble little song Of
praise, and then loitered to chat with q
pair of talkative sparrows, who were
giving the finishing touches to their
new home with anxious care.
"Do you really think" inquired their
visitor, "that il is more desirable here
than on some of the handsome ave-
nuesp"
Dear me. dear me" said Mrs. Spar.
row. hustling about to arrange q bit of
cotton, there isn't nicer place out side
Of England-of course, nothing COM
pares with England"
"Do you really mean to say that
you've lived in Englsnd3" asked Red
breast. admirinely; for the busy little
wife in her suit Of sober brown began TO
have new interest for him.
"Well. no" confessed Mrs. Sparrow.
II never really lived there myself, but
my great grandmother often tells us
what hsr grandfather used TO tell her.
for he lived there. So it's just the same,
you seer
At that moment Mr. Redbreast heard
his wife's call, and with hasty good
bye to the sparrows. he flew to meet
her. i-.-
"My dear. I've found just the lowell.
est nook imaginable! 1t is truly sur
prising that nobody has hit upon it be-
fore. heard a couple in the next tree
saying: III they don't take it. we
willp' and think they must have had
reference to Us. So we'd better secure
Il; hadn't weP"
Certainly, we'll take it at once. If Il
Is what you represent I'll have nobody
getting the best Of mem
"This way, then. Robin Is waiting
there till ! return. Ah! there Is his
wife. 6nd her very pleasing, and she
Il delighted at the prospect of our being
near neighbors."
With this Mrs. Redbreast few into .
great elm that oyershadowed the little
summer. house on the shore of the Lake.
"There!" she exclaimed, triumph
antly. " isn't it Just a. l told you-the
yeryloyeliest spot in the whole world"
at really seems to be the place for
rs. my dear" answered the little hus-
band. compacently. -----,