THE FIRST BLUEBIRD.

Jest rain and snow! and rain again!

And dribble! drip! and blow!

Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then

Some more rain and snow!

This morning I was 'most afeared

To wake up--when, I jing!

I seen the sun shine out and heerd

The first bluebird of spring!

Mother she'd raised the winder some;

And in acrost the orchard come,

Soft as an angel's wing,

A breezy, treesy, beesy hum,

Too sweet fer anything!

The winter's shroud was rent apart--

The sun burst forth in glee--

And when _that bluebird_ sung, my heart

Hopped out o' bed with me!

--_Riley._

[Illustration: FROM COL. CHI. ACAD. SCIENCES.

SWIFT FOX.

1/4 Life-size.

COPYRIGHT 1899,

NATURE STUDY PUB. CO., CHICAGO.]

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