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Then Daddy Longlegs wished his callers a pleasant afternoon and begged to be excused, on account of important business. And as they watched him walk briskly away his neighbors all agreed that for a person who had just lost a leg he seemed wonderfully spry. DADDY LONGLEGS' neighbor, little Mr. Chippy, had an idea.
And since he thought it a good one he at once arranged a meeting of a number of his friends who lived near him. Among those present were Buster Bumblebee, Betsy Butterfly, Rusty Wren, and several others. They met in Farmer Green's apple orchard. And they all arrived there early because everybody was eager to know what Mr. Chippy had to say. "My idea " Mr.
This is what he says: "The sky of the sea-beach, for example, if it be taken as representing form and texture, is ridiculous; it is like something rough and chippy, and if the suggestion gets too much in the way the method has overshot its mark.
He drove a stake to mark the spot where the killdeer hen brooded in the corn field, so that he would not drive Nancy over the nest. When he closed the bars at the end of the lane, he always was careful to leave the third one down, for there was a chippy brooding in the opening where it fitted when closed.
"No," said Peter, "I didn't. Chippy shouldn't be called Tree Sparrow, because he has a cousin by that name." Johnny Chuck looked as if he doubted that, "I never heard of him," he grunted. Peter grinned. Here was a chance to tell Johnny Chuck something, and Peter never is happier than when he can tell folks something they don't know. "You'd know him if you didn't sleep all winter," said Peter.
Chippy called on Jasper Jay to decide which was the better answer, Jasper looked really worried. "It's a tie this time," he said somewhat sourly. And while everybody was shouting, he and Mr. Crow withdrew to one side and whispered, which some considered to be rather bad manners. Soon Jasper and Mr. Crow returned to the eager throng. And Jasper now looked as brazen as ever.
Michael came and stood in front of the fire, and looked with a sudden spasm of envy on the handsome boy who lay there. If he himself had been anything like that "I was distinctly chippy this morning," remarked Francis, "and so I didn't so much mind waiting for lunch. I attribute it to too much beer and bacon last night at your friend's house.
He often had found hair from the coats of Reddy Fox and Old Man Coyote and Digger the Badger and Lightfoot the Deer, but hair from the coat of a horse was altogether another matter. "It isn't hair from the coat of a horse that we want," cried Chippy, as he prepared to fly after Mrs. Chippy. "It is long hair form the tail or mane of a horse that we must have.
And there was no telling what he might do to anyone so small as Mr. Chippy was. So he tried his best to please Jasper. But he was so upset that he could manage only a feeble "Chip, chip, chip, chip!" "That'll never do," Jasper told him. "Maybe this will, then," said Mr. Chippy, quietly. And darting at Jasper Jay, he knocked him off the stone wall before Jasper knew what was happening.
"They are not as hardy as some of their brothers, and do not like our winter weather; but even in autumn you may mistake them for some other Sparrow, for then Mr. Chippy takes off his brown velvet cap, and his dainty little head is stripped." The Chipping Sparrow Length about five inches.
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