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Updated: June 9, 2025
High and dry on the sand, out of reach of the tides, was a neat sailing-vessel; its name was painted round the stern The Valkyrie. As the two friends ran their boat on shore, and fastened it to the furthest ring of the convenient pier, they caught the distant sound of the plaintiff "coo-cooing" of turtle doves.
The afternoon heat was so great that the song-birds were hushed, and in hiding under the cool green leaves, the clambering roses round the porch hung down their bright heads for sheer faintness, and the only sounds to be heard were the subdued coo-cooing of the doves on the roof and the soft trickling rush of a little mountain stream that flowed through the grounds.
The girl, meanwhile, stood motionless, in a half-expectant attitude, and, seeing her there, some of the doves on the roof flew down and strutted on the ground before her, coo-cooing proudly, as though desirous of attracting her attention. One of them boldly perched on the window-sill; she glanced at the bird musingly, and softly stroked its opaline wings and shining head without terrifying it.
"Yes, I did so, Redbud," he replied, confidentially, "and I cured him, too. Look at him, up there on the roof, coo-cooing! He was sailing over the town, and I sent an arrow after him, and brought him straight down." "Oh, Verty! how cruel!" "I never would 'a shot him if I had seen the name on his neck." "The name yes " "Yours, Redbud. There was a piece of paper, and on it but here's the paper."
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