'Well, my good friend, have you had enough now?' 'I have had plenty of meat,' answered he, 'but I should like to have a piece of bread to eat after it.' 'Come with me then,' said the sparrow
, 'and you shall soon have that too.' So she took him to a baker's shop, and pecked at two rolls that lay in the window, till they fell down: and as the dog still wished for more, she took him to another shop and pecked down some more for him.
The children got to know his figure, and the sparrows
expected their daily scattering of bread- crumbs.
"You've heard the story of the farmer and the white sparrow
'" he asked Billy, at dinner.
One of the reasons why I have chosen this story out of Bede's History is because it contains the picture of the sparrow
flitting through the firelit room.
My friend has now a whole colony of sparrows
, and his flies and spiders are almost obliterated.
I hear a song sparrow
singing from the bushes on the shore -- olit, olit, olit -- chip, chip, chip, che char -- che wiss, wiss, wiss.
He sent over to the housetops for a lot of sparrows
and ordered them to lay their eggs in old thrushes' nests and sent their young to the ladies and swore they were all thrushes!
Last summer, he gave me a nest full of young sparrows
, and he saw me pulling off their legs and wings, and heads, and never said anything; except that they were nasty things, and I must not let them soil my trousers: end Uncle Robson was there too, and he laughed, and said I was a fine boy.'
One can only say with the learned Bevorskius, looking out of his window at the illimitable loves of the sparrows
, 'How merciful is Heaven to its creatures!' Take up the pen.
PETER gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows
, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.
The ground was hard as iron, the frost still rigorous; as he brushed among the hollies, icicles jingled and glittered in their fall; and wherever he went, a volley of eager sparrows
Why, the whole point, the real sting of it lay in the fact that continually, even in the moment of the acutest spleen, I was inwardly conscious with shame that I was not only not a spiteful but not even an embittered man, that I was simply scaring sparrows
at random and amusing myself by it.