The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1893-11-07
The Pussy-Cat Bird.

The Pussy-Cat Bird.
Today when the sun shone just after the
A song dubbed UP from the lilac-tree bower.
That changed of a sudden to quaverS so queer
For a moment thought something WRONG III
my ear.
Then | called little Herbert, anu asheu IL ae
heard. 90.
"oh' n;Er eT;;,' he replied its the p"SSy-e''
The pussy-cat bird has the blacklist of bills
With which she makes all her trebies ana
She can mimic a robin or sing like wren.
And | truly believe she ciuCll Ike Il hem
And sometimes You dream that her song Is
word
Then quickly again-shc's a pussy-cat BIRD.
The puSsy-cat bird wears gown like nun,
But she's chirk squirrel and chock full
She lives in house upon Evergreen Lane.
\ snug little house, although modest and
plain;
And never puss that was happier purred
Than the feathered and winged little pussy
cat bird.
Clinton scollard in October St Nichols.
Dear Chillren-I will have to stop tel
ling You about the fair long enough to tell
you | am IN the country; and King and
Clayton and ] are enjoying hunting chest
nuts. | never knew what fun it was. There
are two large trees out in the yard and
which will dress first ana get out under the
chestnut trees, for We have had good deal
of wind lately AMI you knew how they drop.
Well. such screams of delight over every
chestnut found each boy let's You know
when he has found one. They laugh 1T me
and tell me my eyes are getting old and
cannot lind them. but / manage 10 pick up
Il good many. When we finish the chest
nuts the boys beg ME to 90 to the field
with them 10 gather popcorn and we 90
there with biz basket aud fill ii and then
they go to work aud Shuck it, Next thing
Is sweet mamma 90 with Us now and get
COOLERS ANA We 20 and take the vines
that have been hanging up to dry. and We
gather III the COOLERS, for Kings papa
thinks boy ought TO be taught
10 work. and as these are his crops he must
gather them in, and so we have great fun.
In the afternoons we 60 and gather persim-
mons, and the boys say they are 50 good
that they don't wonder 'possums are get
ting fat on them.
Not TAR from the persimmOn tree is
biz locust tree and they are ripe and nice,
and we make a visit 10 that sometimes
But must tell you good joke OH Clayton.
You know he is 4 city boy. and poor little
fellow, he don know much about the nice
things III the country, and when he gets
'''J~-S it ever so much, but he
before, and he
hem mo-.
me othcr night he was quite sick and
had d high fever. We thought he had ate
something and was trying to find out He
said he ate some chestnuts and two per
simmons Then he waited Il little while
and he said, but | did not eat any oats
] said: Oats Why people don't eat oats,
horses do" And he said: "Oh. l mean
those long black oats that hang on a tree,
and then | knew he meant locusts
These boys think | am as young as they
are and they have no mercy on ne out
drag me all around, but l enjoy it. We sit
and watch the beautiful sunsets and think
the sun never looks as pretty anywhere
as IT does in the country. Yesterday Clay
ton looked ont Of the window and asked
me when ! was going home | said next
week" and he said, then we won't hear
any more chestnuts fall or see any more
beautiful sunsets, nor see leaves turning
red-we will just have to stay shut up in
The house all the time" But | consoled
him by telling him Christmas would soon
be here now and King was coming to spend
II with him, and we would have a Christ
mas tree and we would fix things for the
moor children all around us, and in making
others happy we would certainly be happy
ourselves.
Variety is the spice of life" If we
oil had the same things there would be no
enjoyment in the world and 50 we have to
make changes and find pleasure in every
state and condition Of fife. and we can do
So if we learn one very important thing
that is coutouiment.
Wednesday will be Kings birthday and
We are going 10 stay with him until that is
over and then 90 back to Atlanta. He will
he seven years Old. and / am to make him
pretty cake and have seven little wax
candles burning on it. and we will have ice
cream and nice supper and he viii have
n dear little girl. Lessie Weaver, to spend
the evening. Don't YOU know we win have
q nice time. OF course we will play club
hst and Niiliam-c0mc- tromblc-t0e-that is
there f3vorlc play How | wish | could
keep these little boys Just as they are now.
I don't believe | would ever let them grow
10 hc any larger. for boys when they get
bir give Won 50 many hcartacheS. [ wonder
why it IS girls are 50 much more comfort
than boys. Now. boys. don't think | am 60
iug h3 tx on you, hut every day get a let
Ter from some sad mother asking some one
10 tell her if they know where her son is.
He has RIM away from home and she Is
weeping for him; and that same son was
1uce an innocent. blue-eyed, g0lden-halred
boy, who would put his little arms loving
Is around her neck. and cling to her skirt,
and follow her everywhere and there was
no one like mother. Now he has left her
brokcn-hcartcd and cares not that she IS
looking and waiting for him day and night
10 come back to her. Oh, boys. try and
grow mp GOOD men and never grieye your
mother. 7 will not know what sort of men
nv little boys make. for I will be gone then,
but 7 am trying while | am spared to them
10 teach them to do right and make good
men when they grow up. Yours,
AUNT SUSIE"
YOUNG FOLKS CORRESPONDENCE.