The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-03-05

Chappie opened his mouth to cry. He al
ways cried when anything happened to him.
1t was a very easy way to do. And whenever
he did, mamma came TO see what the
matter and gave him piece of candy or cake
to stop. So he had two reasons for crying.
In the window of this room there hung
pretty gilt cage In it was yellow canary
bird. The canary was never still. He f1uttered
up and down, hoped from perch to perch
and twittered and sang continually. He looked
at Chapp1e, first out of one round black eye,
and then out of the other, and made queer
noises when the little boy did anything which
dlspleased him. When the canary spoke to
him in that sharp, sudden way, Chappie al
ways looked up, and there is no doubt he
derstood everything little Twitters said.
This day, just Chappe opened his mouth
to cry Twitters tapped his wings, and sang:
"Tweet! Tweet! Wasn't it lucky Chappie?
Wasn't it lucky?"
Wasn't what lucky?" asked Chappie, as
tonished.
Lucky that Kate knocked your house
down! Tweet! Tweet! You have the fun
of building it up again! Tweet!''
Chappie shut his mouth and looked at the
blocks. He hadn't thought of that. He picked
up two or three blocks and began to put them
together. Then he remembered how pretty
the house had looked. Then he thought how
long it would take to build another like it.
He threw down the blocks and opened his
mouth a second time to cry.
"Tweet! Tweet!' sang Twitters Don't
think the wrong way, Chappie! Don't think
| of the old house at all!'
Chappie looked at Twitters and began to
laugh
That's better!" sang Twitters That's
better! Don't think backward! Think 'front.'
ward! Think how much prettier the new
house will be when it's done!"
But it will take so long to build a new one.
Most two hours! Dear mel"
Such fun!" twittered the canary jumping
back and forth on his perches. 1t will take
two hours to build new one Isn't that
jolly! Something to do all that time. Tweet!
Tweet!"
1o110 had 10
gan to roll all over the carpet. 1t such
funny notion that he couldn't help it, He
clapped the blocks in his hands together He
kicked his feet so hard that he kicked over
the beginning of the new house And when
he sat up and saw the ruins he laughed
again.
Il can build something better than that,
Twitters!" he said.
The canary bird f1uttered his wings and
flew from side to side of his cage for joy.
''Tweet! Tweet! OF course you can, Chap
pie!''
Then Chappie settled down quietly to work
and the canary stopped TO take few seeds
and drink little water. He watched Chappie
out of his bright eyes. Chappie looked I'D
and hooded at Twitters but he kept on build
ing. Sometimes he laughed softly at the
pretty house, which rose higher and higher
Sometimes he pulled down part of his work,
because he thought he could make it better
And each time he built it stronger and pref
tier than the last.
d 2 Doors and windows nd towers and tur-
1Cto llio muse ldu. AZ ldSI the llLIle Du1lQer
put on the roof and the fine house was finish
ed, 1t was better one than Chappie had
ever built before
The canary appeared delighted when he saw
what a noble house had been built. He sang
and twlttered and jumped back and forth in
his cage. And Chappie pleased with
his success that he called mamma to see his
mornings work.
1T was Twitters that helped me build it,
mamma he declared "Twtters sang SO
hard when he told me not to cry that l had
to stop and go on building
Then he told her 'al about it,
'Tweet! Tweet! Tweet!'' said Twitters.
What lucky boy Chappie is to have ca
nary that can make him laugh when he tries
to cry
And mamma quite agreed with him.-Eva
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