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Updated: June 19, 2025
He stands in the center; the others form a circle about him, and dance, repeating the rhyme: "Charlie over the water, Charlie over the sea, Charlie caught a black-bird, He can't catch me." When the verse is ended, all the players try to stop before Charlie can tag them. If they succeed in doing this, Charlie remains in the ring and the verse is repeated, etc.
If the Black-bird wondered at this, and was inclined to be curious, he sturdily repressed the weakness, for here was the audience seated, and waiting all expectation for him to begin. So, without more ado, he settled himself upon the bough, lifted his head, stretched his throat, and, from his yellow bill, poured forth a flood of golden melody as he burst forth into his "Song of Memory."
LOUISIANA: On more counts than one, Louisiana is in the list of Great Delinquents; for behold the things that she needs to do: Protect deer for five years. Instantly take the robin, red-winged black-bird, dove, grosbeak, wood-duck and gull off the list of birds that may be killed as "game." Stop all late winter and spring shooting.
Bellew strolled along the road, breathing an air fragrant with honey-suckle from the hedges, and full of the song of birds; pausing, now and then, to listen to the blythe carol of a sky-lark, or the rich; sweet notes of a black-bird, and feeling that it was indeed, good to be alive; so that, what with all this, the springy turf beneath his feet, and the blue expanse over-head, he began to whistle for very joy of it, until, remembering the Haunting Shadow of the Might Have Been, he checked himself, and sighed instead.
There were a few land-birds, but none bigger than a black-bird, and scarcely any sea-fowl; neither did the sea afford any fish, except tortoises and manatees, both of which are in vast plenty. The inhabitants are the most miserable wretches in the universe, having no houses or coverings but the heavens, and no garments except a piece of the bark of a tree tied round the waist.
"I was listening to the Black-bird, dear, I never heard him sing quite so beautifully, before." "But black-birds don't make people cry, an' I know you've been crying 'cause you sound all quivery, you know." "Do I, Georgy?" "Yes, is it 'cause you feel lonely?" "Yes dear." "You've cried an awful lot, lately, Auntie Anthea." "Have I, dear?" "Yes, an' it worries me, you know."
"Aye, for sure I were singin', but then who could help singin' on such a mornin' as this be, an' wi' the black-bird a-piping away in the tree here. Oh! I were singin', I don't go for to deny it, but it's sore 'earted I be, an' filled wi' gloom sir, notwithstanding." "You mean," said Bellew, becoming suddenly thoughtful, "that you are haunted by the Carking Spectre of the er Might Have Been?"
But it was not this that had roused him, he thought as he lay blinking drowsily, nor the black-bird piping so wonderfully in the apple-tree outside, a very inquisitive apple-tree that had writhed, and contorted itself most un-naturally in its efforts to peep in at the window; therefore Bellew fell to wondering, sleepily enough, what it could have been.
She was very ungrateful to hate the black-bird so, for he had been most useful to her in doing to death all the larvae of worms and beetles and caterpillars and other destroyers which were laid treacherously within her leaves. The good blackbird, with many another feathered friend, was forever at work in some good deed of the kind, and all the good, grateful flowers loved him and his race.
At this moment a black object lifted itself and soared up to the tower. "It was only a bird, a large black-bird," said the disappointed Mea. "You have called me at least twenty times already; every time you think that the shutters will open, and they never do. You can call as often as you please from now on, I shall certainly not come again."
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