American messenger . t itcouldnt be worse. Now, over my way,she added sadly, poor Bill and Coo losttheir pet dovelet a day or two ago, andthere is a robin with a broken wing whofinds it twice as hard to fly around inall this wintry weather. He is longing,like the rest of us, for the happy GreenMeadow days in the spring-time whichwe shall love twice as well for having through the snow, drew up in front ofthe big, empty house, and a little girlwith rosy cheeks and sparkling eyesalighted, followed by her parents and anumber of guests. Just listen howbravely my birds are singing, and uponthis snow
American messenger . t itcouldnt be worse. Now, over my way,she added sadly, poor Bill and Coo losttheir pet dovelet a day or two ago, andthere is a robin with a broken wing whofinds it twice as hard to fly around inall this wintry weather. He is longing,like the rest of us, for the happy GreenMeadow days in the spring-time whichwe shall love twice as well for having through the snow, drew up in front ofthe big, empty house, and a little girlwith rosy cheeks and sparkling eyesalighted, followed by her parents and anumber of guests. Just listen howbravely my birds are singing, and uponthis snowy day when youd think themusic would freeze in their little , such a Thanksgiving dinner as wellgive them, and arent you glad we decid-ed to come to the country for the week-end if for no other reason than to makethem happy? And upon the following day such afeast among the birds was given as hadnever been known before! All of thefeathered tribe from miles around wereinvited to join in the festivities of the. IN AUTUMN DAYS. battled with the ice and snow. There-fore, let us get together and sing a songof thanksgiving for our many blessings. The birds had unconsciously flownnearer and nearer the little gray Dove,who seemed to bring a ray of sunshineto them through the gloom of the bleak,November day. and they agreed amongthemselves to do as she suggested. Accordingly they assembled and burstinto a joyous chorus of praise, each tinythroat thrilling its sweetest notes whichrang out clear and true upon the frostedair. Oh, Daddy, listen! exclaimed Mis-tress Dorothea, as a handsome limousine,which had silently ploughed its way day, and came in great flocks to partakeof the feast, for Mistress Dorothea hadset a table large enough for many guestsin the snowy garden, decorated witli ber-ries bright and red, and covered witheverything good to eat and drink. Robin Redbreast perched at the headof the table, and during the dinnerflapped his wings loudly together so thateveryone wou
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