n bugs. He had caught one, but two more got away from him, so he was beginning to feel discouraged, wh

ad not known that Mrs. Partridge had

bert Robin, as he made a very polite bow.

Yes, it is fine weather, but for every nice day that w

ore fine weather we have, the more we get! I claim that we are going to have the

always joking me because I am expecting bad weather, but I have noticed that no matte

the sky, we would not have any cherries, and the bugs would all be so dry there wo

eather, Mister Robin?

arm weather when it is not too warm, and I like cool weather when it is not too cool! And I have

for something, Mister Ro

ert Robin; "two of them hid under the le

. Partridge, "then if there are any brown bug

think that I must be clumsy with my legs, for even the farmer's big rooster can scratch

y strong!" said

wk is afraid of him, and never goes near the litt

c!" said Mrs. Partridge. "He exe

Major now!" sa

!" said Major Partr

been telling Mrs. Partridge about how strong the farmer

dig with my feet?"

your feet, Major Partridge, but the farmer's bi

t asked me to help him dig his next hole!" declared Major Partridge, as he stood very straight

her nest, and found the ripe partridge berries which Major Partridge was uncovering, but when the Major happened to see the ripe red partridge

partridge berries!

hem!" said Mrs. Partridge.

obert Robin. "My favorite f

ere purple when they were

s which grow on the trees near the farmer's house are red when they are rip

so near the farmer's house. He would be almost sure to see me and shoot me with

ted over to see what Bob White wanted, but Robert Robin fel

r shoots at me, but one time he threw a stone at me when I was picking some of

ou to be picking his cherr

bert Robin. "They were on the tree, a

hat he could remember when the country was all woods, and there were more of

he uses towards his horses and the way he slaps them with the straps, and the way he shouts at them is very disgusting to me! If I

artridge. "But I shall never let th

use and barn!" said Robert Robi

ay out of our woods! He is always prowling around, smelling of things, and I

. "But why not make your nest up in a tree,

o be good enough for me!" said Mrs. Partridge, and just then Robert Robin heard his

nd I was beginning to get worried for fear something dreadful had happened to you! Yo

jor Partridge kicked up the leaves so that I caught a whole cropful of brown

on!" said Mrs. Robin. "Now I will go over and get my lunch, but I do not care for brown bugs

f black bugs, and on the way back she stopped near Mrs.

tridge, and Mrs. Robin jumped and looked al

jumping around and trying to see who was talking to her. But Mrs. Partridge's feathers were so nearl

alking to me but I could not see you! So Mister Robin ha

ere now visiting with Bob White. What those two can find to talk so much about is a mystery to me! It

y that he was almost ready to whip Mister Horned Owl. You wou

t about himself, when he is talki

was telling about his going to whip Mister Owl, Major Partridge threw his chest out, and swelled himself up, and said

"But I wish that all the snakes were driven fro

ideous!" said

" said Mrs. Robin. "My babies

t Thursday!" said Mrs. Partridge. "I do hope that the weather stays good!

covering, Mrs. Partri

elve, th

dge! I cannot see how you will be a

t year I had fourteen, and every one of them grew

five, and one of them kept fallin

as soon as they are out of the shell! It is

they are ready to fly! It is such a job to feed and

calling. He was standing beside the nest

so I had better hurry home bef

obin as she flew back to her

dy!" she said to herself. "I just know that she is a tidy

such a hurry. The moment she settled herself on the nest he darted away across t

surprised to find that the cherries were all green an

. "It does seem to me that these trees were in bloom so many weeks

er's cherry trees, thinking about the cherries that ou

ister Robert Robin could not see anything pretty abo

farmer must have a new cat! I hope it is a house-cat inste

er sister's boy, and he was going to spend the summer at the farmer's home. The boy had a tin whistle, and once in a while he would blow upon it. The farmer's wife was th

cat. The big Maltese cat did not like to hear the whistle so close to his ears; it made his ears hurt, so he said "Meow!" and started to walk

e blew the whistle again and again and chased the Maltese

ing the tin whistle and following the Maltese cat, but the next t

here! Young man!" and shook Donald until he looked like a jumping jack, and Donald was so surprised to thin

oy you will have a tough row to hoe, but if you want to mend your ways and be a nice little b

the big Maltese cat went to sleep under the gooseberry bush, and Robert Robin flew back to the woods and t