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Updated: June 3, 2025
They are so soft that they bend under their own weight, and hang down the creature's sides in the reverse of their normal position. The free extremities, which normally point backwards, are now pointing towards the cricket's head as it hangs reversed. The organs of future flight are like four leaves of withered foliage shattered by a terrific rainstorm.
Thereupon she began gathering nectar as fast as she could, and forgot all about Buster Bumblebee and his trouble. When he left the trumpeter in the clover field, Buster was feeling quite cheerful. Although Chirpy Cricket's advice had been of little use to him, Buster's talk with the trumpeter had ended pleasantly enough.
There are shady streets in it, no wider than a cricket's back, and millions living in nest and tower and cave and cavern. Among its people are toilers and idlers, laws and lawbreakers, thieves and highwaymen, grand folk and plain folk. Here is the home of the greatest criminal in the city of the field. See! it is between two leaves, one serving as roof, the other as floor and portico.
Unlike us, the Basques do not take their pleasures sadly. One of their pleasures is evidently religion. "The big moon came up over the dunes and stared at the sea until the surface of every wave trembled with radiance. A sudden stillness fell across the world; the wind died out; the foam ran noiselessly across the beach; the cricket's rune was stilled.
He's never stupid, are you, George W.? I'm so afraid he'll die of getting wet and cold before we can save him!" cried Cricket, anxiously, flopping the bucket about. "Do take hold of it, George! dear George, do!" But Cricket's most coaxing tones availed nothing. George only meowed and meowed in accents that grew more pitiful every minute.
Chirpy Cricket looked around, until his eye rested on Buster Bumblebee, who had just arrived and who was at that moment talking with Betsy Butterfly. "There's the young man you hear!" Chirpy told Joseph Bumble. "Don't you know him?" "No!" replied Joseph, as his eyes followed Chirpy Cricket's. "And I don't want to know him, either. He looks to me to be a very ordinary person.
And the old man while a startled bird called from the forest, and the trees were shrill with the cricket's cry, and the stars were swarming in the sky got the family around him, and, taking the old Bible from the table, called them to their knees, the little baby hiding in the folds of its mother's dress, while he closed the record of that simple day by calling down God's benediction on that family and on that home.
But the string fell to pieces in Cricket's eager hands as she tried to unfasten it, and the pennies and dimes came to view. A few minutes later, the young woman, breathless and excited, flew up the walk, with the twins toiling on behind. Auntie Jean and grandma were sitting on the porch, when suddenly a shower of dull-looking coins fell into auntie's blue lawn lap. "I've found it!"
And John has this new dog really I don't think it's right on a Sunday. It's all dogs and cricket with him. Well, cricket's better than football, for really, on a Saturday in the winter I never know whether I shall see him dead or alive. I do wish I'd had a girl. She took Henrietta's hand. 'And you, poor dear child, without a mother what was it she died of, my dear?
How, then, was Buster to follow Chirpy Cricket's advice and tell her what a becoming hat she was wearing? "I'll have to think of some other way of making her feel happy since she's bareheaded," said Buster. Now, without thinking what he was doing he had spoken his thought right out loud.
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