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Anyhow, the wily gentleman was frequently seen scrambling about the stone wall by the roadside, near Farmer Green's house. And little Mr. Chippy, who made his home in the wild grapevine that grew on the wall, always claimed that Daddy Longlegs was a neighbor of his. "He's a good neighbor, too," Mr. Chippy told his friends. "He's very quiet and he never quarrels.
To Mr. Chippy's surprise a murmur of dissent greeted his proposal. "What's the matter?" asked Mr. Chippy! "I thought you liked my idea." "So we do!" Rusty Wren replied. "But we think it would be better if we all called on Daddy and explained to him about the change." "Very well!" little Mr. Chippy answered. "The more the merrier! I'll be the spokesman.
Belongs to the guild of Weed Warriors, and is a bright, cheerful, useful bird. "I know a Chippy now, when I see it, before you tell us anything about it!" said Dodo gleefully. "There were three or four dear little ones yesterday on the grass, near the dining-room window.
Mr. Blackbird liked to tease little Mr. Chippy. And generally when he tried to, he succeeded. "Oh! Don't say that!" Mr. Chippy exclaimed. "If I couldn't hear his gay voice I shouldn't care to spend a summer here myself." Over the meadow, beyond the stone wall where Mr. Chippy made his home in a wild grapevine, Mr.
One afternoon a note was brought to her. It was from Fritz, saying that he had been "feeling a bit chippy," and the doctor advised him to run over to Homburg. But he wished to know what she meant to do. Would she go down to her father? her mother, Lady St. Loo, was dead, and her father was an old man or what? Would she come to Homburg too? When she read those words she laughed out loud.
"With Chippy being called a Tree Sparrow and a Tree Sparrow called Chippy, I should think folks would get all tangled up." "Perhaps they would," replied Peter, "if both were here at the same time, but Chippy comes just as Dotty goes, and Dotty comes as Chippy goes.
I looked in and there about as high up as my chin was the loveliest little nest like a nice grass cup, with pretty rosebuds all around it for a trimming, and on it sat a Chippy and do you know it never flew away when I stroked its back with my finger! It was so cute and friendly I thought I would give it a little mite of a kiss on top of its head.
"It's 'Grandfather Graybeard'!" little Mr. Chippy informed him with an air of pride. "Why, that's a beautiful name!" Daddy Longlegs cried, as a look of pleasure crossed his face. "I'm glad you think so," said Mr. Chippy. "It's only fair to tell you that I thought of it myself." And then he called for "three cheers for Grandfather Graybeard!" They gave them with a right good will.
Titherington put the empty bottle in the pocket of his overcoat and packed up the eleven full bottles in the bag again. He locked the bag and then pushed it as far as he could under my bed with his foot. He knew, just as well as I did, that either the nurse or McMeekin would steal the champagne if they saw it lying about. "Now," he said, "you're not feeling so chippy." "No, I'm not.
Gordon saw at once that the rumour was true. There was a hunted unwholesome look in Durnovo's eyes. He looked shaken, and failed to convey a suggestion of personal dignity. "Hulloa!" exclaimed the proprietor of the decanter. "You look a bit chippy. I have been told there is small-pox up at Msala." "So have I. I've just heard it from Meredith." "Just heard it is Meredith down here too?"
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