^ 'Hflbtn Vit. 
It hath been said by many an one, 
“There is nothing new under the sun.” 
But the phrase has lost its pith to me, 
Since yester-night at a Sheldon “tea.” 
The feast was great, the guests were few, 
The edibles choice—and one was new; 
So new, it startled an untrained ear 
The very name, of the dish, to hear. 
Not since the famous nursery “fake” 
Of the “four and twenty” blackbird bake, 
In all the novelties ’neath the sky. 
Had I ever heard of a Kobin Pie! 
’Twas a dish of song! The sweets of spring. 
Smothered and baked in a pastry ring— 
Just eighteen notes and thirty-six wings, 
Missed from a world of beautiful things! 
It may seem small to estimate these 
On a planet swarming with birds and trees, 
But, if in a flock of sparrows, one 
In falling, shadows a sea of sun— 
And nothing escapes the Father’s eye. 
In the blazing spaces of world and sky:— 
Then am I glad I rev’rently hold 
The russet crimson and Roman gold 
Of the Robin’s breast! Its life and mine. 
In touch with Heaven and the life divine! 
SiouQC Cltij, lotva. 
This leaflet can be obtained of Miss J. E. Haniand, secretary of the Schaller Au¬ 
dubon Society, Schaller, Iowa. Price: 100 copies 40 cents; 20 cjopies 10 cents, 
postpaid- NO. 1--2IVI. 
