The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1880-08-26

Once on tie park, however, he coulc
not help thinking 1t was much pleas
anter than the little back yard OF
the dingy side street. Meanwhile h,
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 a little song O
praise, and then loitered to chat with {
pair OF talkative sparrows, who were
giving the finishing touches to theil
new home with anxious care.
"Do you really think, !" inquired theil
visitor, that it is more desirable here
than on some of the handsome ave,
nuesP"
Dear me, dear me" said Mrs. Spar.
row, hustling about to arrange bit d
cotton, "there isn't a nicer place outside
of England-of course, nothing COM
pares with England"
"Do you really mean TO say that
you've lived in EnglandP" asked Red
breast, admiringly; for the busy little
wife in her suit OF sober brown began to
have new interest for him.
"Well, no, confessed Mrs. Sparrow
81 never really lived there myself, but
my great-grandmother often tells us
what her grandfather used to tell her,
for he lived there. So it's just the same,
you seew
At that moment Mr.. Redbreast heard
his wifeS call, and with hasty good.
bye to the sparrowS, he few to meet
her.
"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: "It they don't take it, we
willw and l think they must have had
reference to us. So we'd better secure
it; hadn't we?"
Certainly, we'll take it at once, if 1t
is what you represent. I'll have nobody
getting the best of mel"
"This way, then. Robin is waiting
there till l return. All! there is his
wife. find her very pleasing, and she
is delighted at the prospect of our being
near neighbors."
With this Mrs. Redbroast few into a
great elm that overshadowed the little
summer house on the shore of the lake.
"Therem she exclaimed, triumph.
evil I'M I al
very loreliest spot in the whole worldP"
at really seems TO be the place for
us, my DEAR" answered the little hus-
band, complacently.
"And don't you agree with me that it
is great deal pleasarter than where we
lived last summer"
"Well-"
RedbreaSt never finished The sentence.
He began anew:
"One thing troubles me. What are
we going to do about a nestP" and he
put up his right claw and scratched his
head reAectively.
"Do about nest!" echoed his part
ner. "Why, build one. to be sureP"
"Ah, my dear, that involves too
much labor for me! II our old nest
could only be moved; but that fear
would be impossible. 1t may seem a
trivial matter to you, Mrs, Redbreast,
80 it would to me had l only your part
to perform. But think of my endless
journeyings hither and thither, to find
material for new nest! 1t is too much,
too much!"
"Well," "replied his wife, after a mo-
ment's thought, "I'll promise to get all
the stuff, if you'll stay at home and put
1t in shape"
"But you're not strong enough, my
dear"
Nonsense! I'm as strong as you,
every bit; so you'll consider the matter
settled"
1t was decided to begin work that
very morning, for Mrs. Redbreast
wisely argued that the sooner the nest
was begun the sooner it would be fin
ished.
81 don't quite like the position Of
that straw" she mildly suggested, q
few minutes later.
"Pshawp that's we'll enough, and I'm
waiting for another. You don't get
them half fast enough"
"But that straw will surely be on the
ground if you don't secure it-just see
how it totteTs overl"
eff you don't like my work, you can
do 1t yourself" and away Mr.. Red
breast flew in pet.
Dear, dearl now he's angry, and
I'm sure l wasn't cross. But what
looking nest this would have been, to be
surel I'll straighten it out"
In short time he returned, bringing
billful of shIeds.
II think" said he, "perhaps I'd bet
ter procure the material, for 1t isn't ex.
pected that you would know as we'll as
] what to get"
Mrs. Redbreast WINGED little ut this
statement, but wisely concluded 1t was
best not to notice it, and only said:
"You may bring what you can; but
know where there is some nice fresh
hay, and while ! am waiting I'll fly and
get It,"
So, working together, all went well
until the nest was completed. Then |
Mrs. Redbreast staid at home, and in a
short time there were FIVE pretty blue
eggs lying snug and warm beneath her
feather. The little wife W MS very proud
Of them. Still, 1t began to grow irk.
some to sit on the nest day after day,