Exciting Adventures of Mister Robert Robin

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he big basswood tree which stood at the

e foot of the big basswood, you could not have seen Mister Robert Robin's nest at all. But if you had been able to fly up into the top of the b

have made a great fuss about it. They would have screamed with all their might, and if you

and on the eaves troughs, and in barns, and sheds, and in the church steeples. Others of Robert Robin's family lived out in the country, and had their nests around the farmer's buildings, in orchards,

rown, and then blew away, Robert Robin and his whole family flew south, but each Spring when the weather grew

ever seem like home t

ng homesick, if we should lose

he yellow water had ceased running down the lane, Mister and Mrs. Robert Robin we

his big basswood tree, they would say to themselves, "Robert Robin is back from the south, and Spring will soon be here." And the farmer's wife would say, "I heard a robin singing, it will soon be Spring!" Then she wo

to pasture, and the farmer's wife's celery plants, and all her other kinds of plants would be up, and Mister Swallow, and Mister Swift, and Mister Bob-o-link, a

stars were shining in the winter sky, the chilling wind swept through the woods, and the branches of the tall basswood made a sound like a sigh. But almost as quickly as Robert Robin returned, the buds of the big basswood swe

er Robert Robin was wide awake, and one of the first sounds that wok

e he would sing his "hurry up song," and his cle

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ld shake the dew from his feathers and begin to sing, and in a few minutes all the birds and animals that had been sleeping all ni

of bed, he would get his breakfast, and

in public. She would much rather sit on her pretty greenish-blue eggs. She sat on them to keep them warm so that the little baby r

and the "Chip! Chip! Chip!" of Mister Gabriel Chipmunk, Robert Robin was just going to get his breakfast, when suddenly the squirrels stopped chattering,

ing has frightened the birds and squirrels!" So Robert

he big branches near Mrs. Robin,

Neither Robert Robin nor Jeremiah Yellowbird could tell what had frightened the other b

big basswood tree. Mister Crow was circling around, and around, and looking down into the woods, but he was not saying a word. He was tryi

! Chip!" and Robert Robin could see him sitting on the stump. He w

Robert Robin's tree and started hopping around looking for a bug for his breakfast, but when he saw Robert Robin and Jeremiah Yellowbird sitting so

s until it seemed as if all the trees were saying "Baa!" to each other. Then the woods became so still that Robert Robin coul

e brook that Robert Robin was just beginning to feel like singing a little song, himself, when Mister Gabriel Chipmunk scre

hat tone of voice, he knew that Mister Chipmunk had

mong the trees, and a terrible, great, g

ed among the trees, but his cruel eyes were watching to see if a squirrel or bird might not be moving through the forest. If anythi

them was sure that the big hawk was looking right at them, but they di

awk knew that the very best thing that he could do for himself was to hurry away before the angry crows pulled the feathers out of his back. Percy Hawk soared out of the w

but Jim Crow came and per

t terrible hawk away from my tree!"

been here a moment before, I would have picked a few feathers out of that

ster Gabriel Chipmunk came out and sat on his stump and said "Chip! Chip!" as loudly as he could say it, and the squirrels began chattering, and Majo

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