Exciting Adventures of Mister Robert Robin | Page 5

the tree, and belonged to whoever got them first!"
"Men are great pests!" said Mrs. Partridge. "Old Mister Crow was telling me that he could remember when the country was all woods, and there were more of us partridges than there were men. Those must have been the 'good old days!'"
"That farmer seems to think that he owns all the trees, and all the fences, and all the fields!" said Robert Robin. "The rude manner 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 were a great big horse, I would not let a little man, only one fifth of my size, boss me around like that farmer does his big horses!"
"Neither would I!" exclaimed Mrs. Partridge. "But I shall never let that farmer catch me if I can help it!"
"Then he has cats around his house and barn!" said Robert Robin. "Cats are very bad animals!"
"Yes, they are!" agreed Mrs. Partridge. "And I wish that dog of his would stay out of our woods! He is always prowling around, smelling of things, and I expect that he will find my nest, and mercy knows what I would ever do then!"
"Gerald Fox bit him once!" said Robert Robin. "But why not make your nest up in a tree, Mrs. Partridge? It is much safer from dogs!"
"My mother built hers on the ground, and what was good enough for my mother ought to be good enough for me!" said Mrs. Partridge, and just then Robert Robin heard his wife calling to him to come and keep watch of the nest while she went out for lunch.
"Where have you been all day?" asked Mrs. Robin. "I have been calling, and calling, and I was beginning to get worried for fear something dreadful had happened to you! You must have found many good things to eat, for your crop sticks out like a chicken's!"
"I am very sorry if I kept you waiting, my dear!" said Robert Robin. "But Major Partridge kicked up the leaves so that I caught a whole cropful of brown bugs. He must have made so much noise that I did not hear you calling to me!"
"You are usually so prompt in coming when I call, that I was sure you would have a good reason!" said Mrs. Robin. "Now I will go over and get my lunch, but I do not care for brown bugs to-day. I will get me some black bugs, there must be plenty of them over in Black-bug Swamp."
So Mrs. Robin went to Black-bug Swamp and found plenty of black bugs, and on the way back she stopped near Mrs. Partridge's nest to get one or two brown bugs for dessert.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Robin!" said Mrs. Partridge, and Mrs. Robin jumped and looked all around, but she did not see Mrs. Partridge.
"Your husband and I have just had a nice long visit!" continued Mrs. Partridge, and Mrs. Robin kept jumping around and trying to see who was talking to her. But Mrs. Partridge's feathers were so nearly the color of the leaves, that Mrs. Robin might not have seen her at all, had she not moved a little.
"Why! Good afternoon, Mrs. Partridge! I could hear you talking to me but I could not see you! So Mister Robin has been visiting with you! He surely does like to visit!"
"So does Major Partridge! He will talk all day if he can coax some one to listen to him. He is over there now visiting with Bob White. What those two can find to talk so much about is a mystery to me! It is real funny to listen to them! They both brag about the big things they have done or are going to do.
"That little puff ball of a Bob White was saying the other day that he was almost ready to whip Mister Horned Owl. You would think to hear him talk that he was larger than Mister Owl!"
"Mister Robin is very apt to boast about himself, when he is talking to strangers!" said Mrs. Robin.
"Major Partridge is the funniest thing!" said Mrs. Partridge. "He is desperately afraid of snakes, but when Bob White was telling about his going to whip Mister Owl, Major Partridge threw his chest out, and swelled himself up, and said in a very gruff voice, 'To-morrow, I think, if the weather is good, I shall drive all of the snakes out of our woods!'"
"That must have sounded funny!" said Mrs. Robin. "But I wish that all the snakes were driven from the woods, they are such ugly-looking things!"
"They are so hideous!" said Mrs. Partridge.
"I must hurry back to my eggs!" said Mrs. Robin. "My babies will begin to hatch next week!"
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