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"I was just listening and wishing that I could sing, too. Don't you ever wish you could sing, Jimmy?" "No," replied Jimmy. "I never waste time wishing I could do things it was never meant I should do. It's funny where Old Mr. Toad is. He said that he was coming down here to sing, and Redwing the Blackbird seemed to be expecting him.
'Which clearly disqualifies you for the post you seek. However, Miss Miss Redwing, I think you said? 'I did, sir. 'Vastly better. The applicant must always be a little ashamed of his name; they learn that, you know, from the way in which they are addressed by employers. Well, I'll give you a hint. Tell him he's an ass, or he wouldn't have needed to ask my opinion.
Reaching the open windows, he did not enter at once, but stood there and called to those within to come and admire the night; he felt his face hot and flushed. 'What is there remarkable about the night? asked Mr. Athel, sauntering forwards. 'Come and look at this glorious moon, Miss Redwing, Wilfrid exclaimed, once more with the natural friendliness of his habitual tone to her.
Ten minutes later Wilfrid went to the drawing-room. Mr. and Mrs. Baxendale were talking together; they became silent as he entered. 'Has Miss Redwing gone? he asked. 'She took leave of you, didn't she? replied the lady. 'Yes. But it was So unprepared for, I half thought it might be a joke. 'Oh, she's fond of these surprises, Mrs. Baxendale said, in a tone of good-natured allowance.
You have applied to me for work, Miss Miss Redwing, I think your name is? He assumed the air of one applied to. 'It is, sir. 'Come, come; that's far too jaunty. You don't at all understand the position of the person applying for work. You must be profoundly depressed; there must be half a tear in your eye; you must look hungry. 'O dear I had such an excellent breakfast!
It was very stupid of me not to guess that folks who come as early as you do would be among the first to build a home. Where is it, Redwing? Do tell me." Redwing's eyes twinkled. "A secret which is known by three Full soon will not a secret be," said he. "It isn't that I don't trust you, Peter. I know that you wouldn't intentionally let my secret slip out. But you might do it by accident.
Sim Ripson leaped over the bar and separated them. "No rasslin' here!" said he. "When gentlemen gits too mad to hold in, an' shoots at sight, I hev to stan' it, but rasslin's vulgar you'll hev to go out o' doors to do it." "I'll hev it out with him with pistols, then!" cried Redwing, picking up his weapon. "'Greed!" roared Flip, whose pistol lay on the table.
'And what moves you to visit me with this castigation at present, Miss Redwing? he asked, still maintaining his jesting tone. 'I don't know, she answered carelessly. 'I felt all at once able to say what I thought. 'Then you do really think all this? 'Assuredly I do. He kept silence a little.
Its most familiar call is like the word "BAZIQUE," "BAZIQUE," but it has a wild musical note which Emerson has embalmed in this line: "The redwing flutes his O-KA-LEE." Here Emerson discriminates; there is no mistaking his blackbird this time for the European species, though it is true there is nothing fluty or flute-like in the redwing's voice.
They are always seeking a new place, and from the moment of leaving the nest show in a marked way the unrest, the impatience of the redwing family. Quite as erratic is a much smaller bird, the yellow throated warbler, whose baby ways I have seen at the South.
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