CHAPTER IV.

HOME DUTIES AND HOME PLEASURES.

Our robin has been a keeper-at-home ever since those four bluish-green

eggs demanded her attention. She has occasionally left, for a few

minutes at a time, to procure food and drink, or to take a little

exercise; but she has never forgotten her quiet abode, and the duties

which there require her almost constant presence. She loves the green

fields, the leafy trees, and the clear blue sky, and delights to hop

about with her mate over the fresh grass and the clean gravel-walks;

but better than all she loves those pretty eggs, which lie so cozily

in the bottom of her straw-built nest.

Before she commenced house-keeping, she was very fond of travelling,

and many a mile has she wandered, over hill and valley, in company

with her friends. She assisted at concerts, and was universally

admired; but she had the good sense to give up these enjoyments

without a murmur, when higher claims called for her undivided care.

Whatever is worth doing at all is worth doing well; and the robin will

doubtless be repaid for the unwearied patience with which she performs

her unostentatious duties. Some people are inclined to think domestic

labour dishonourable, and the cares of house-keeping a burden; but our

feathered friend is wiser than they. She does with her might what she

finds to do, and she does it heartily. Every act of duty, faithfully

and cheerfully performed, is acceptable to God; and his children do

his will when they endeavour to attend to their various occupations in

such a way as he can approve. If all house-keepers felt that, in

attending to the different departments of their work as they should be

attended to, they were honouring Him who has made this care necessary

for the comfort of families, it would be a blessing to themselves, and

to who all who dwell under the same roof with them. We cannot consider

any thing which we do to please our heavenly Father of small

importance, and no favour can be degrading which he requires of us.

We may all learn a lesson from the robin who lives in the

honeysuckles, and we shall see how she was rewarded for her devotion

to the employment which Providence assigned her. The wisest of men, in

describing the character of an excellent woman, says: "The heart of

her husband doth safely trust in her." "She will do him good, and not

evil, all the days of her life." Our feathered friend's husband is

absent much of his time (as most gentlemen are obliged to be) from his

well-ordered home; but he always thinks of it with pleasure, and

hastens to it whenever he can find time to do so. Sometimes he only

stops a moment, but it is a precious moment to them both, for their

hearts and interests are one. They are cheered, in their separation,

by the pleasant memories of these brief interviews, and by bright

anticipations of future enjoyment.

I have observed, Mr. Robin thinks it of importance to look nice at

home, as well as when he is abroad. I have seen him alight on the

walnut-tree, and carefully arrange his toilet, before going into the

presence of his wife. She must feel complimented by this delicate

attention, indicating so high a regard for her, and such anxiety to

preserve her esteem. I should not wonder if she was a little proud of

her handsome husband. However this may be, I am sure it is her

greatest happiness to deserve his respect and love, and honourably to

perform all the duties which devolve upon her in her married life.

Madam Robin was sitting one day in her vine-shaded home, looking out

through the slender branches of the honeysuckle, which were gently

swayed by a refreshing breeze, when she heard a slight tap. She

listened eagerly. Another tap--presently another. How her heart

fluttered! It proceeded from one of those highly-prized eggs, and she

knew it was the timid knock of a birdling, who was in that little

chamber, and was waiting to have the door opened. Of how small

consequence all her self-denial and her seclusion from general society

seemed, when that thrilling tap sounded on her ear! She continued to

listen, and within those four tiny chambers she heard the same rapping

repeated; and more than that, the sweet word, Mother, might seem

faintly to greet her ear. How she longed for her mate to return, that

he might enjoy, with her, this new happiness! When husband and wife

love each other, as they should, all pleasure must be shared, or it

will still be imperfect. She waited, almost impatiently for his

coming; and when he alighted on the honeysuckle, she looked so full of

grateful joy, that he knew that something more than usual must have

occurred. He affectionately kissed her bill, and then, in a low

tremulous voice, she told him the glad news. He was quite as much

pleased as she, although he did not appear so excited. Had employment

in the open air given a firmness to his nerves, which her sedentary

occupations had not done for her? Yet beneath that calm exterior, his

sparkling eye plainly revealed the full tide of emotion within.

It was pleasant music to their ears to hear those four new voices in

their secluded home; and though they knew it would increase their

labour to provide food for those gaping mouths, what cared they for

their own comfort, if they could nurture their precious charge, and

rear them to be an honour and a blessing?

When the doors of their chambers were quite open, out came the

baby-birds, with a few downy feathers covering them!

"How very little they are!" said Eddie, with one breath; and, "How big

their mouths are!" with the next. To be sure, they do look very small,

and their mouths are very large for such diminutive bodies, and they

open them so wide that it almost seems as if one of them could jump

down another's throat.

The robin now often comes home, and brings food to his family. It is

gratifying to see how attentive he is to his dear children and their

mother; and I hope I may be able, some day, to tell you that they

repay his attachment, by growing up fine, obedient birds. It will not

be long before their education will be commenced, and I will tell you

whether they are taught at home, or are sent away to school, and what

progress they make in acquiring their accomplishments.

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