A Street Troubadour 



cept that it was noticeable they did her no 

 serious harm. She, however, laid about her 

 with a will. Under no compulsion to spare her 

 tormentors, apparently she would have slaugh- 

 tered them all if she could. 



It seemed clear that they were making love to 

 her, but it seemed equally clear that she wanted 

 none of them, and having partly convinced them 

 of this at the point of her beak, she took ad- 

 vantage of a brief scattering of the assailants to 

 fly up to the nearest eaves, displaying in one 

 wing, as she went, some white feathers that 

 afforded a mark to know her by, and may have 

 been one of her chief charms. 



II 



A Cock Sparrow, in the pride of his black cra- 

 vat and white collar-points, was hard at work 

 building in a bird-house that some children had 

 set on a pole in the garden for such as he. He 

 was a singular Bird in several respects. The 

 building-material that he selected was all twigs, 

 that must have been brought from Madison or 

 Union Square, and in the early morning he 



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