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At the sight of him laughing in that absurd way, the dolls' dressmaker laughed very heartily indeed. So they both laughed till they were tired. "There, there, there!" said Miss Wren. "For goodness sake, stop, Giant, or I shall be swallowed up alive, before I know it. And to this minute you haven't said what you've come for?" "I have come for little Miss Harmonses' doll," said Sloppy.
In 1715 Bishop Robinson presented a petition to the Archbishop of Canterbury, stating that the palace was in a ruinous condition, and was too large for the revenues. A number of commissioners, amongst whom were Sir John Vanbrugh and Sir Christopher Wren, were accordingly appointed to examine into the matter and report upon it.
Thus they carried it in procession to every house chanting the following rhyme: "We hunted the wren for Robin the Bobbin, We hunted the wren for Jack of the Can, We hunted the wren for Robin the Bobbin, We hunted the wren for every one."
One way of expressing the fact of being a Londoner used to be to say 'born within sound of Bow bells. The old church was burnt down with all the others in the Fire, and the church that now stands was built by Sir Christopher Wren. In the old church it was a rule that the bell should be rung every night, and when the shopmen heard the bell they shut up their shops.
I could with difficulty conceive the means by which such a mighty edifice had been lifted into the air. That small frame of Sir Christopher Wren must have contained a mind capable of vast conceptions. The dome is like the summit of a mountain; so wide is the prospect, and so great the pile upon which you stand.
"Oh, we all do, more or less," spoke Jack. "Only some of us are more upright than others in the way we acknowledge it." They were turning up to the Salvey cottage. Cecilia pointed it out. "You must expect to sign the promise book," she said. "That is a condition of admittance." "So Cora told me. Well, I'll sign. Can't tell which name may win the prize." "Of course I'll see Wren first.
I'm going to take my little birdies out of the shell pretty soon. They are almost hatched." "Glad to hear it," said the rabbit, politely, and then he told about seeking his fortune, and all of a sudden a great big ugly crow-bird flew down out of a tall tree and made a dash for Mrs. Wren to eat her up. But Mrs. Wren got out of the way just in time, and didn't get caught. But alack, and alas-a-day!
They watched him cross the playground and enter the school-house. Then Wren said, gravely, "It's all up with the Nightingale, at that rate." "Looks like it," said the other, and walked away. Loman was returning from one of his now frequent visits to the Cockchafer. The eventful day, which at the beginning of the term had seemed an age away, slowly but surely drew near. This was Saturday.
The martins that built in his gourds on the tall pole had opened his eyes. The red and bluebirds, the thrush, the wren, the robin, the catbird, and song sparrows were his daily companions. A mocking-bird came at last to build her nest in a bush beside the garden, and her mate began to make the sky ring with his song.
Jenny Wren giggled. "That's just like him," said she. "It is because he thrashes his tail around so much that he is called a Thrasher. I suppose he was wearing his new spring suit." "I don't know whether it was a new suit or not, but it was mighty good looking," replied Peter.
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