APPENDIX. 119 
Mosic in Naturs. — Contin. 
The thrushes and the sparrows, our greatest songsters, — 
I will not ask them to help me in my reply. I have 
heard a cock crow an exclamatory phrase in the oratorio 
of the ‘Seven Sleepers ’: — 
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And where did we get ‘Old Dan Tucker’? From the 
hen as she quits the nest, singing her inherited song of 
rejoicing.) 
“But I do not need the birds; the four-footed kind can 
render answer. One winter morning, when everything 
was ‘frozen solid, our old Morgan mare, Fanny, saluted 
me with a clear scale-exercise, worthy in performance 
of a skilful artist on the trombone : — 
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The next morning the weather had changed; it was 
thawing, all was soft and sloppy. Not a note from 
Fanny till I had walked the length of the barn and 
come in full sight of her. Then in a subdued voice 
she called, — 
A yearling colt, spying a strange horse at the hitching- 
post, sent him this challenge : — 
1 See Index, Hen Music. 
