58 OUR FEATHERED FRIENDS. 
Mr. Flicker opened his sharp eyes and admired his 
sharp tail shafts. Then he peeped from behind his 
tree and called out, “Mr. Mocker kept me awake an 
hour in the night serenading young Mr. and Mrs. 
Sparrow. That is why I slept so late.” 
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Mr. Mocker, in the top of his house, rang the break- 
fast bell. It sounded like the linnet and the towhee 
and the flicker and the robin all together. The mocker 
laughed, too, like a dozen birds, keeping his clapper 
going until the other people in the yard could scarcely 
hear their own voices. 
