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Updated: May 7, 2025
And all the time he would be saying: "Way down Souf de sun am shinin' Yas, Sah, dat am so! Fo' dat lan' mah heart am pinin' Yas, Sah, dat am so! "De mocking-bird he sings all day, De alligators am at play, De flowers dey am bloomin' fair, And mah heart aches to be down there Yas, Sah, dat am so!" Now Unc' Billy had prepared for the winter by getting just as fat as he knew how.
The robin, who comes to city gardens in the winter, has a summer home in the mountains or redwoods. There, too, the saucy jay screams and chatters, and flashes his blue wings as he flies, scolding all the time. In Southern California, among the orange groves or in gardens, the mocking-bird trills in sweet, liquid notes his wonderful song.
The vast arms of its horse-power press, spreading rigidly downward, offered the only weird aspect that lingered in the lovely morning. I have a later and shuddering memory of it, but now the dewy air was full of sweet odors, the squirrel barked from the woods, the woodpecker tapped, and the lark, the cardinal and the mocking-bird were singing all around.
The Englishman was a pink-faced old gentleman in a shabby Norfolk suit and with the very thinnest legs on record "mocking-bird legs," Fernolia called them. His daughter was a gray-eyed Minerva with the skin of a baby and the walk of a Highland piper. They found Carolina people charming, and they secured some valuable data for their book, "The Beginnings of American History."
Foraging on the helpless enemy earth-worm, gnat, grub, grasshopper, weevil, sawyer, dragon-fly from morning till night: watching for him; scratching for him; picking, pecking, boring for him; poising, swooping, darting for him; standing upside down and peering into chinks for him; and all for the luxury not of knowledge, but of love and marriage. The mocking-bird had no rest whatever.
I wish that you might share them with me, and that you might hear the mocking-bird that is singing by my window. A mocking-bird is not a night-in-gale, to be sure, but he has a fine song of his own.
Bell had said, and though he knew that what he had said would henceforward bind the thought of the old Oxford Fellow closely up with the most precious things of his heart, yet he would not be forced into any expression of what he felt towards Margaret. He was no mocking-bird of praise, to try because another extolled what he reverenced and passionately loved, to outdo him in laudation.
The final act occurred when both chanced accidentally to be in the same cage, not the home of either. The mocking-bird, without provocation, dropped from the upper perch upon the finch, who uttered a sharp cry and darted away.
I wish he would incline, or else go ten times as far away! Only not to the war God forbid! Ah, me, how I long for his inclining! And while I long he laughs, and the more he laughs the more I long, for I never, never so doted on any one's laugh. Oh, shame! to love before " What sound was that below? No mocking-bird note, no south wind in the foliage, but the kiss of fingers on strings!
All this agitation did not escape the notice of the bird on the floor, who stood silent, plainly understanding, and waiting for the next move. Finally the mocking-bird started, gracefully and without haste.
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