ROSY made such haste to finish her bread and milk, that she was ready to
go out before any one else had done breakfast. But her papa was not long
before he was ready too, and she was soon tripping along by his side.
They went only a little way up the road, and then they came to a field,
on one side of which were some high bushes. Rosy knew where to look for
birds, and peeped very anxiously amidst the boughs till she saw
something hopping. Then she pulled her papa's hand, and let him know
that she wanted him to stoop down and look too.