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Exciting Adventures of Mister Robert Robin

by Ben Field

CHAPTER I

WHERE MISTER ROBERT ROBIN LIVED, AND SOMETHING ABOUT HIS NEIGHBORS

Mister and Mrs Robert Robin lived in the big basswood tree which stood at the corner of Mister Torass, and est fork of the tree that if you had been standing near the 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 big basswood tree, then you ht have looked down and seen the nest and Mrs Robert Robin's four greenish blue eggs, right in the middle of it

But if Mister Robert Robin, or Mrs Robert Robin had spied you up in their tree, they would have reat fuss about it They would have screaone near their nest they would have flown right at you, and tried to frighten you away

Many of Robert Robin's cousins, and aunts, and uncles lived in town

They built their nests in the parks, and in the shade trees along the streets Some of them even built their nests in the porches, 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 fares, in windmills, and in almost every other sort of a place, but Mister and Mrs Robert Robin would rather live in their own tall basswood tree than any other place in the whole orld

Each Fall, when the weather grew cold, and the winds were chilly, and the leaves of the big basswood turned brown, and then bleay, Robert Robin and his whole farear back north, to build a new nest in their own basswood tree

”No other place will ever seeet over feeling homesick, if we should lose our tree!”

said Robert Robin

So every Spring, before the snow banks in the gully were alldown the lane, Mister and Mrs Robert Robin were back in their own tree, and were as busy as could be building a nice new nest

When Gerald Pox, and Melancthon coon, and Jiton Woodchuck, and Billy Rabbit, and Major Partridge saw Robert Robin flying through the bare woods, or heard hi basswood tree, they would say to the will soon be here” And the far, it will soon be Spring!” Then she would get her box of garden seeds down from the top shelf of the kitchen cupboard and look to see if she had some toe seeds to plant in a box by the south

Then it would not be long before the snow banks in the gully were allready to turn his stock out to pasture, and the farmer's wife's celery plants, and all her other kinds of plants would be up, and Mister S, and Mister Swift, and Mister Bob-o-link, and all the other Mister Birds and their wives would be co back north, and it would be plain to everybody that Spring was here and that Su basswood tree seemed to wait for Robert Robin, and seemed to miss him when he ay All Winter the beautiful tree waved his bare branches in the air, and when the frosty snow sparkled on thein the winter sky, the chilling wind swept through the woods, and the branches of the tall basswood h But al basswood swelled with the green of new leaves, and soon the great tree was no longer bare, but dressed fro in broad leaves that fluttered in the su of children

Early every ht the east, Mister Robert Robin ide awake, and one of the first sounds that woke the woods in the very early hest branch of his tall basswood tree he would sing his ”hurry up song,” and his clear cheery voice would echo through all the woods

”Hurry up! Hurry up!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

It is tiet up!

Hurry up! Hurry up!”

Then Mister To out of his bed, and Major Partridge would start strutting around, and Mister Wren would shake the dew fro, and in a fewall night would be frisking and flying around, the sun would begin to shi+ne, the deould go away, and it would be daylight in the woods

After Robert Robin had sung everybody out of bed, he would get his breakfast, and then he would be ready for his day's work

Robert Robin _did_ like to sing, but Mrs Robin did not care to sing

She was a very quiet sort of person, and did not like to appear in public She would s She sat on them to keep thes would grow to be strong enough to break the blue shells, and co after Robert Robin had finished singing his ”hurry up song”

and the woods were ringing with the chatter of squirrels, the songs of other birds, and the ”Chip! Chip! Chip!” of Mister Gabriel Chipet his breakfast, when suddenly the squirrels stopped chattering, and the other birds stopped singing It was still in the woods, except for Mister Chip his ”Chip! Chip! Chip!”