Los Angeles herald., 1910-10-23
FIRST PRIZE

ne dropped to the ground, tired
and painting.
He was wondering why one of his
wings panied him so when he tried to
fly. A little girl and boy found him
and he heard the girl say:
Look at this poor bird, Fred! 1t
has broken its wing. I'm going to
take it home"
In about a week Robin was we'll
and on his way again. The children
had taken good care of him and he
was very thankful.
How nice it was to be among the
flowers again! He was so merry that
all the birds and insects were glad to
see him The next morning the robin
awoke to find it rather cold He saw
storm coming and fretted very much.
First it rained and then it began
to hail 1t lasted an hour and the
sun rose brighter than ever Ragged
Robin sang that morning as he had
never before! A raven not far off
heard him and asked why he was so
happy.
Because the sun and flowers are
SO bright today"
"That only means we are going to
have a bigger Storm" said the raven.
Then Ragged Robin answered: 81
shall sing until it comes.'
With that he flew off and mother
bird said to her young;
II hope you always will look on
the sunny side of things as he does
'I guess I'll go home now" thought
the bird, and at once started. A cat
nearly caught him while he was rest
ing. and it made him very angry.
Then a hawk came swooping down
on him and he nearly landed on
fox in haste to escape 81 will sing
to show how thankful am" thought
the robin again.
A little girl heard him and stopped
in her play to listen, and this is the
way Ragged Robins parents found
him as they were flying by.
"How handsome he is and how good
natured," thought his mother as her
happy eyes beamed at him.
ELSA WINKLER,
615 e. seth ST., Twenty-eighth St
school.
Cock Robin blinked a while, then
asked who are your
Il am Jim Crow and the better bird"
replied that naughty individual with
a visible swelling of his jetty plumage
Though somewhat overawed by this
MAN of the World" air, the young
robin scorned to show any lack of
bravery, so putting on an elegant and
superior manner quite creditable in one
so young he returned this rudeness
with a cold stare that seemed to ques-
ton the genuineness of the statement.
In fact, one might have thought he
even suspected Brother Crow of dye
ing his feathers, by the critical way
in which he fastened his eyes upon
them. At this Mr.. Crow began to
show signs of hostility
"Sir!" he exclaimed, angrily; "Sir!
I should like an explanation for your
r-ungentlemanly scrutiny. 1t User
rude to say the least, and in one so
insignificant as yourself, very bad
taste, very bad taste!"
But Cock Robin was too fond of
mischief to yield his own way so
quickly, so he continued overlooking
Jims black feathers until that worthy
individual considered it his duty to
teach this saucy little bird a lesson.
ut gently IdppGu SOCh IAODiIl Ol LllC
head at which the little fellow ruffled
his feathers quite angrily in spite of
the persistence of a certain queer feel
ing in his tummy.
Then Brother Grow began his pun
ishment in deadly earnest His beak
seemed to be everywhere at once, and
his claws seemed endless. Cock Robin
fought valiantly at first, trying to re-
member what his father had told him
concerning the laws of warfare. But,
alas! he had never listened to him,
considering his own judgment far SUI
perior to that of his learned parent,
and now he found himself longing for
a few words from that same father!
Just as he began to feel that he must
succumb to the strength and size of
his opponent he heard a familiar chirp
and Father Robin lighted on Jim
Crows back with a force that caused
him to loose his hold and fly away.
Then Mother Robins voice was
heard and Cocky felt himself being
carried away through space until at
last he landed in his own dear nest
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