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kissed me. After that she put me back in my cage. 

 And now I was no longer allowed to fly about the 

 room except when my mistress was there. 



Outside the window a stout nail had been driven 

 in the wall. There my cage sometimes was hung, 

 high, high up in the air. How sweet the air was ! 

 Howthewind 

 blew through the 

 trees near by 1 



One day a robin 



lighted on a 

 branch of one of 

 the neighboring 

 trees. He sang 

 and sang. He 

 sang even more 

 sweetly than my 

 father had sung 

 from the top of the 

 poplar tree, and I 

 listened. 



The next day he came again, and the next and 



next. 



Once he flew over and alighted on my cage. 

 " Who are you ?" he asked. 



Robin Singing 



