Un Kentucky cardinale ; e, postumi . ouds vengono fatte oscillare fino a thefirmament, e all'interno di queste pale, dolce, im-prisoned folgori flutter debolmente per sfuggire,caduta indietro, aumento e provare di nuovo e di nuovo, andfail. ... Un po' dopo il buio questa sera ho carriedthe red-bird oltre alla Georgiana. . Ho visto il suo così poco di ritardo che ho fatto notknow aveva stato lontano da casa per giorni.Ma lei è stato previsto di notte o al più lontano,domani mattina. Ho lasciato l'Uccello con la ser-vant presso lo sportello, che difficilmente potrebbe credere whathe sega. Come ho passato fuori del mio cancello anteriore su myway vi, il ragazzo che restituisce informazioni su t

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A Kentucky cardinal ; and, Aftermath . ouds are swung up to thefirmament, and within these pale, gentle, im-prisoned lightnings flutter feebly to escape, fall back, rise, and try again and again, andfail. ... A little after dark this evening I carriedthe red-bird over to Georgiana. . I have seen her so little of late that I did notknow she had been away from home for days.But she was expected to-night, or, at furthest, to-morrow morning. I left the bird with the ser-vant at the door, who could hardly believe whathe saw. As I passed out of my front gate on myway there, the boy who returns about that timefrom the pasture for his cows joined me as Ihurried along, attracted by the fluttering of thebird in the cage. Is it the red-bird ? / tried to catch himonce, he said, with entire forgiveness of me, ashaving served him right, but I caught some-thing else. Ill never forget that whipping.Oh, but wouldnt I like to have him! Mr. Moss, you wouldnt mind my trying to catch one ofthose little bits o brown fellows, would you, that128. BUT WOULDNT I LIKE TO HAVE HIM! ^U, 129 hop around under the pine-trees ? They arentany account to anybody. Oh my ! but wouldntI like to have him ! May I bring my trap sometime, and will you help me to catch one o thoselittle bits o brown ones ? You cant beat mecatching them ! Several times to-night I have gone across andlistened under Georgianas window. The ser-vant must have set the cage in her room, for, as I listened, I am sure I heard the red-birdbeating his head and breast against the wires.A while ago I went again, and did not hearhim. I waited a long time. . He may bequieted. . Ah, if any one had said to me that I wouldever do what I have done, with what full, deepjoy could I have throttled the lie in his throat!I put the trap under one of the trees where Ihave been used to feed him. When it fell hewas not greatly frightened. He clutched theside of it, and looked out at me. My own mindsupplied his words : Help ! Im caught! Takeme out! You prom

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