Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-07-25

such delightfulrock to i'll And with
pale-green hangings'-
MIR, Apple-Tr has themostdelicate
pink and white hangings to his apart
ment, said Robin briefly.
'But they are not durable, YOU
know that, sir" interposed Mr.. Elm,
coldly.
us there a bath? asked Mr.. Robin.
"A pond right over in the eow-pas,
ture,"
Probably dries up in JULY
Mrs. Robin fiuttered forward.
"Well take it' she said hurriedly.
''Of course we will, Now, Mr. Robin,
do for once listen to me! I'm sure Mr..
Elm wouldn't misrepresent anything
to us, and this is really such an arts
tocratic location. We will go right ia
work TO move I'M"
Don't Don't! DON'T" cried the
sauey Blue JAY swinging by, that
branch is cracked"
And you cant rely on himl You
know he is called Slippery Elm, some
times, whispered Mr. Robin, but all
to no purpose. Mrs. Robin was set
tied IN that branch, and so they went
to work to build their nest.
And such work as it was! Flying
far and wide after straws, feathers.
hair, weaving, spinning lining; hardly
time to snatch worm or a drink of
water. lou can't imagine what work
it is to build nest until you have
built one.
At last, however, the beautiful nest
was complete and the two birds, com
,,l. A.1v-
admired it.
Isn't it pretty" cried Mrs. Robin.
proudly. ''How pretty that bunch
OF white wool worked in! | really
think it's the prettiest nest we ever
made"
Mr.. Robin thought so, too, but it
only made him more anxious as he
cooked one eye up at the sky and
noted that it looked red and threat
ening. He only sighed a little, how
ever, and asked
"Shall | bring you an insect, my
dear? You really look very tiredl'
Il am dreadfully iatigued, replied
Mrs. Robin languidly. My nerves are
in a state, and my left wing feels as ii
/ it were broken. Yes. Robin, you
might bring me a small insect. | feel
| as if n beetles wing would refresh me-
But | am so proud of our nest! Mad
/ ane Oriole can't find fault with that
l think
| 1t is too bad that it happened as it
/ did. but it's just as sure as anything
4 that those who fly too high must
sooner or later light low. And Ican't
help it! 1t happened and I've got to
/ tell it the way it was no matter If lido
hate to, awfully.
1t must have been pretty near morn
/ ing because Waterman Rooster in the
| barnyard near by had crowed for
midnight at least two hours before
when the tired birds were awakened
/ by a crashing and roaring. The wind
was tearing about, the rain was fall
ing in torrents and Mr. Elm was
writing, thrashing, grooming and
wringing his hands as ii he had u
terrible tit OF cramps.
Mr.. Robin, where are you" scream
ed his wife through the rJar and dark
ness.
Here, my dear!' shouted Robin,
! struggling breathlessIy to get to her
side. II was blown off the perch. It's
an awful storm. My, how the wind
! blows! Our nest is full OF rain"
| And Just then there came a crash, a
swish, a roar, and they couldn't hear
themselves think for a minute.
Il don't believe there's pin feather
left on me, gasped Mrs. Robin
they've all blown OFF Robin, love
are you hurt?"
NO" chirped Robin from the lower
branch, where they had been blown
"but our lovely nest has gone, branch
and all. :"
"Our sweet nest!' sobbed Mrs
Robin, bitterly, chat branch was
cracked"
Mr.. Robin didn't say, II told you
So" which shows another difference
between birds and folks
"And | freely confess, Robin dear,
remarked Mrs, Robin, sadly, as da,
broke over their ruined nest, chat i
is foolish to be too fly"
Here is the swim" Responded he
husband, looking ruefully at thei
: soaked and shattered nest, "but it j
plain to be seen that we are not il
it,"
So they went back to Widow Goose
l berry's. And grew to love her an
e the humble neighbors dearly.
''But you know, birdie" said Nj
D Robin, teasingly one day as he sat i
the family circle, you did say she wa
I thorny and cross, now didn't your
0 Indeed, Mr.. Robin, you are dream
ing" replied Mrs Robin with SON
I spirit. at is her nature to be, shor
n and / might have said she was full {
fine points. Everything in this worl
y depends on how you put thing"
0 "And where you put i'll" thought HI
z, mate as he remembered the ill-fate
} nest. but he didn't say it.-Cincinna
Post.
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