Category: Short Stories
PAGE I. The Lark’s Nest 1 II. The Sorrows of a House Martin 24 III. The Sandpipers 51 IV. The Last of the Barons 79 V. Downs and Dungeons 104 VI. Doctor and Mrs. Jackson 130 VII. A Lucky Magpie 147 VIII. Selina’s Starling 185 IX. Too Much of a Good Thing 204
“She was a sharp one, you see—always was, and always has been. Men are a bit half-hearted and shy-like; but it’s the women that know how to find a hole in your hedge, and make a...
7. Part 7For the greater part of the year they were his companions most of the day: they became a part of his life, and we called them his familiar spirits. When he woke in the morning h...
4. Part 4And indeed in peace and plenty they passed many days without further troubles or adventures, while the little wings began to put out their quill feathers, and the little voices...
9. Part 9“I gave her away myself,” said he, “and I gave her to one of the best fellows and truest friends I have ever known. Miss Pringle gave him £50, and left him £500 more. But he alw...
5. Part 5“We must do this job all the same, this year,” said Tom, “for the sake of the rent, and then let ’em alone. We must pay that rent, Kites or no Kites: and see what’s to be done n...
3. Part 3“Because we are not good to eat,” said the Martin decisively. “Don’t argue,” he added, as he saw that she was going to speak: “think it over, and you’ll find it true. I must get...
2. Part 2“It’s his own writing,” said the parson, “so don’t be frightened. Shall I read it you?” And he opened and read the letter; here is a faithful copy of it—
10. Part 10A few minutes later he was in the garden himself, scenting the dew and the fragrant earth, listening to the blackbird—his own blackbird, that meant to be his cherished guest all...
1. Part 1PAGE I. The Lark’s Nest 1 II. The Sorrows of a House Martin 24 III. The Sandpipers 51 IV. The Last of the Barons 79 V. Downs and Dungeons 104 VI. Doctor and Mrs. Jackson 130 VII...
6. Part 6“How should I know?” answered the Linnet. “She could not well feed herself and hatch the eggs. I don’t wish to think about it, for she is lost to me, and the Downs are lost to m...
11. Part 11“There he is,” said the Poet “and there they all are, taking my berries as they’ve taken my fruit. And as far as I’m concerned they may have it every bit; but for my wife’s sake...