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They were more tuneful in January, and still more so in February; so that the titmouse, as becomes a creature so full of good humor and high spirits, may fairly be said to sing all winter long. The robin's music was a pleasure quite unexpected. He was in excellent voice, and sang again and again. The morning invited music, warm and cloudless, like an unusually fine morning in early April.
Nothing could well be more beautiful than this bird's plumage; and his nest, which is "globular, with an entrance on one side," is described as a wonder of elegance; while in grace of movement not even the titmouse can surpass him. Strange that such an exquisite should have so fantastic a song. I have spoken of the rainy weather.
With what a broad and tender philosophy he clothes them! how he identifies himself with the mouse and regards himself as its fellow mortal! So have Emerson's "Titmouse" and "Humble-Bee" a better excuse for being than their natural history. So have McCarthy's "For a Bunny" and "The Snake," and "To a Worm."
"What's that?" questioned the other sharply. "My camping wagon a joke? Nothing of the sort. And, if it is a joke, why did you want to get it?" "Oh, all of our fellows can stand a joke," laughed young Prescott "So I came over to see just what terms we could make for the use of your wagon during the month of August." "Well, I'll be as fair with you as I can," Mr. Titmouse replied.
"Just give three silent cheers, and we won't startle anyone," Tom proposed. "We went out on the trip to harden ourselves," murmured Dave, "and I must admit that we have all done it." That evening Dick and Harry Hazelton drove the horse and wagon over to Tottenville, where the camp wagon was returned to its owner, Mr. Newbegin Titmouse. "You young men have worn this wagon quite: a bit," whined Mr.
How can I help being vulgar when I associate with you? You should hear Miss McCroke preach at me sermons so long" here Vixen extended her arms to the utmost "and I'm afraid they'd make as much impression on Titmouse as they do upon me. But she's a dear old thing, and I love her immensely." This was Vixen's usual way, making up for all shortcomings with the abundance of her love.
We have no lizard that destroys the bee; but our tree-toad, ambushed among the apple and cherry blossoms, snaps them up wholesale. Quick as lightning that subtle but clammy tongue darts forth, and the unsuspecting bee is gone. Virgil also accuses the titmouse and the woodpecker of preying upon the bees, and our kingbird has been charged with the like crime, but the latter devours only the drones.
Dodo and Nat said they were quite sure they would, but Rap said: "I've known him ever so long, only the miller called him a 'black-capped titmouse. Isn't he a relation of the Nuthatch, Doctor?" "Yes, a second cousin, and Black-capped Titmouse is one of his right names.
Emerson talks of his titmouse as Raphael talks of his emmet. Angels and poets never deal with nature after the manner of those whom we call naturalists. To judge of him as a thinker, Emerson should have been heard as a lecturer, for his manner was an illustration of his way of thinking.
The gypsy began to comb her long brown locks, when suddenly she drew a pin from her stays, and, just as the titmouse digs its beak into the heads of linnets and larks, Titty dug the pin into the head of Zizi. No sooner did Zizi feel the prick of the pin than she became a bird again, and, spreading her wings, she flew away. 'That was neatly done, said the gypsy.
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