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Title: Bird Stories and Dog Stories

Author: Anonymous

Release Date: November 3, 2007 [EBook #23310]

Language: English

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BIRD STORIES

AND

DOG STORIES.

[Illustration]

CINCINNATI:
WILLIAM T. TRUMAN.

[Illustration]

THE BIRD SOLDIER.

Little bird! you had better let that cannon alone; I am afraid you will
soon fall by its side. But what are you firing at? You don't mean to let
us see; never mind--only be sure that you don't kill yourself, nor any
body else.

Can it be that you are doing all that for play? If so, you must be very
fond of fire-works. But you hardly look cross enough to kill any body.

If you do such a thing, you know what must be done; you will either be
hung, or put in prison for life: but they don't hang much, now-a-days;
so, perhaps, they will only shut you up.

Little bird, little bird, what are you doing?--
"Firing my cannon, to kill Robin Redbreast;"

Naughty bird, naughty bird, why will you do it?
"Because he has stolen the eggs from my nest."

[Illustration]

IS IT A FUNERAL?

What is that? A bird's funeral? So it seems, for the bird in the
wheelbarrow certainly appears to be dead, and another one is wheeling
him to the grave; or perhaps he found him dead, and is going now to
carry him home. But what is that bird, with a cap on, doing? Did he
shoot the poor bird? He has a gun; but I should hardly think he would
follow his neighbor to the grave, if he was his murderer.

Tell me, children, if you can, how it was, and who did it, for it looks
like a sad affair. Do _people_ ever get into such ki