A Street Troubadour : 



Being the Adventures of a Cock Sparrow 



UCH a chirruping, such 

 a twittering, and such a 

 squirming, fluttering mass! 

 Half a dozen English Spar- 

 rows rolling over and chat- 

 tering around one another 

 in the Fifth Avenue gut- 

 ter, and in the middle of the mob, when it 

 scattered somewhat, could be seen the cause 

 of it all— a little Hen Sparrow, vigorously, in- 

 dignantly defending herself against her crowd 

 of noisy suitors. They seemed to be making 

 love to her, but their methods were so rough 

 they might have been a lynching party. They 

 plucked, worried, and harried the indignant 

 little lady in a manner utterly disgraceful, ex- 



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