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As she danced at me! "Sing a song for me, wee linnet, Sing a song for me, Sing a song for me." "Oh, Miss, if you'll wait a minute, Till my mate I see-e-e; Oh, Miss, if you'll wait a minute, He will sing for thee." "Thank you, thank you, wee brown linnet, For amusing me, For amusing me; You have danced for many a minute, You must tired be-e-e, You have sung for many minutes, You must tired be." "Thanks would starve us," cried the linnets,-- As he sung at me, As she danced at me. "Should you sing like this ten minutes, You would want a fee-e-e; Should you dance like this ten minutes You would want a fee." "Pardon me, I pray, dear linnet, Fly down from your tree, Fly down from your tree. I will come back in a minute With some seed for thee-e-e; I will come back in a minute With some seed for thee." DAB KINZER: A STORY OF A GROWING BOY. BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. CHAPTER XX. Dismally barren and lonesome was that desolate bar between the "bay" and the ocean. Here and there it swelled up into great drifts and mounds of sand, which were almost large enough to be called hills; but nowhere did it show a tree or a bush, or even a patch of grass. Annie Foster found herself getting melancholy as she gazed upon it and thought of how the winds must sometimes sweep across it, laden with sea-spray and rain and hail, or the bitter sleet and blinding snow of winter. "Dabney," she said, "was the storm very severe here last night and yesterday?" "Worse here than over our side of the bay, ten times." "Were there any vessels wrecked?" "Most likely; but it's too soon to know just where." At that moment the "Swallow" was running rapidly around a sandy point, jutting into the bay from the highest mound on the bar, not half a mile from the light-house, and only twice as far from the low, wooden roof of the "wrecking station," where, as Dab had explained to his guests, the life-boats and other apparatus were kept safely housed. The piles of drifted sand had for some time prevented the brightest eyes on board the "Swallow" from seeing anything to seaward; but now, as they came around the point and a broad level lay before them, Ham Morris sprang to his feet in sudden excitement as he exclaimed: "In the breakers! Why, she must hav
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