STORIES ABOUT BIRDS. 65 



"O mother! do get him some stockings and shoes, 

 And a nice little frock, and a hat, if he choose; 

 I wish he'd come into the parlor, and see 

 How warm we would make him, poor chick-a-de-de." 

 Chick-a-de-de, &lc. 



VI. 



The bird had flown down for some pieces of bread, 

 And heard every word little Emily said ; 

 "How queer I w^ould look in that dress!" thought he; 

 And he laughed, as he warbled his chick-a-de-de. 

 Chick-a-de-de, &c. 



" I'm grateful," he said, " for the wish you express, 

 But I've no occasion for such a fine dress; 

 I would rather remain with my limbs all free, 

 Than to hobble about, singing chick-a-de-de. 

 Chick-a-de-de, &c.' 



VIII. 



"There is One, my dear child, tho' I cannot tell who, 

 Has clothed me already, and warm enough too. — 

 Good morning! O who are so happy as we?" 

 And away he went, singing his chick-a-de-de. 

 Chick-a-de-de, &lc. 

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