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By Hershfield
Showing the Dangers That Await the Unsus
pecting at Our Great Railroad Stations
Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A
Copyright, 1913, International News Service
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Copyright, 1918, International New* Service.
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TTTE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. WEDNESDAY, MAY 14, 191:1
The Dingbat Family
Most of Us Don’t Have to Make Them Talk
Copyright, 1913, International New* Servitv
By Iierriman
W HEEZY was a sparrow, a very
big and strong and more than
ordinary cunning specimen of
that cunning tribe, and he was rather
proud of himself, from his light waist
coat and high clack cravat to the beau
tiful browns of his back and the big
ness of his heavy thick beak, but he
was not proud of the wheeze which had
given him his “nick” name. It was
a distinct disadvantage irf the wild. It
drew the attention of his enemies too
much to him; made him too conspicu
ous,
He discovered that someone was feed
ing the tits and robins and wrens out
side the backdoor. He promptly left off
chirping he could not leave off wheez
ing and started. And the more he
stared the more surprise took hold of
him.
A fieldfare—one of those big, very
pretty thrushes that have an odd.
laughing cry, and because they only
come to see us in the winter are as
sociated in our minds with frost and
snow—driven to desperation by hun
ger, flew down to a big piece of bread
hat had fallen near a laurel bush
I That was the surprise. Andy of the
puffed-out bird, assembled there in that
white and bitter scene, could have told
; him what would happen if he settled
j near that bush when the birds were
being fed.
Next instant that fieldfare was dead
—slain by the paw and jaw of the
“ginger” eat, who always hid in that
laurel when the birds were being fed.
and was none the richer, as a rule,
since the birds kept carefully out of
’is reach.
More Than a Meal.
Then did Wheezy* njove. He dropped
instantly like a stone with..almost com
pletely closed wings, in that' ejftraor-
i dinary way which sparrows have. etjid
i * f to share with no other birds, and
landed upon the bread, to snatch f «p
which, under the dreaded “ginger’s '
j very whiskers, and remove at top speed
or the orchard. The piece of bread
was a big one. a beautiful lump of
rumb, a little larger than a walnut.
It was a meal for half a day or mow.
Then he sat on a low bough, just
above a trap, and set up that peculiar
low and wicked chirping which you
I may hear when a sparrow curses you,
<>r the next-door neighbor’s cat.
The swearing of the sparrow is a
very monstrous and annoying sound. It
annoyed the cock-robin who owned that
particular corner of the garden, and
with the robin's usual dashing intoler-
! ance, he flow straight at Wheezy,
, nearly knocking that bird off his perch,
and sending him to the top of another
tree near by. After which, the robin
: perched on the hough so bravely won,
and sang his song of victory.
But in the middle of it he stopped
short. His full, clear eye had fallen
upon the raisins within the trap, and
he liked raisins, and really knew noth
ing at all about traps, .for robins are
trusting birds. Next, moment, he flew
down and hopped inside, and—well, the
top brick came down, and the next time
poor robin issued from the trap was
when the gardener came round ten min
utes later to lock up his sheds for the
night, and then the robin was dead
Wheezy sat on in his tree top and
chirped.
The gardener, however, swore. Also
he scratched his head, and in his tem
per scattered the bricks of the trap. His
master and mlstres, you see. loved rob-
ings and hated sparrows, and things
might go badly with him if he were
caught slaying robins. So he went away
to hide his victim somewhere—rip a
rat’s hole, I think—and when he came
•*ck a fat litle cock-sparrow coolly
flew up from among the remnants of the
trap and departed wheezing.
There were no raisins left, andi it was
clear that poor cock-robin had had no
time to eat them before he died.
A Rat Climbing.
That night Wheezy roosted in the
thick ivy which clung to the southwest
side of the house. He did so because
the wind was northeast; hadi it been west
he would have roosted on the east side.
Gradually the house grew quiet as the
hours slipped on, and one by one the
lights went out. It was still snowing
slightly, and was very still.
Nor was It dark. True, there was no
moon, but the snow made up for the
moon, so you could distinctly se, from
time to time, the shadow form of a
rat, hopping across the open from buch
to bush. Suddenly a rustling noise
sounded at the base of the ivy
Gradually it began to move upward.
Inch by inch it rose, till soon it was
five feet from the ground, and still go
ing higher. It was a rat climbing. Rats
do climb well, and ivy is, of course
easy to scale. This one was climbing
after Wheezy, having heard him from
the ground.
Slowly he drew nearer and nearer,
till all of a sudden, there was a spring
and a rush, a wild rustles of leaves, and
a scream from Wheezy.
Wheezy, however, had heard the rus-
t e .iust a fraction of a second before
the rat sprang, and. with his unique
quickness, instantly acted. The rat
fPf? 11 *- struck with his powerful
little beak and with all his might at
the murderer’s gleaming eyes, and
promptly fell from his perch. He es
caped. therefore, with no more than
the loss of a few feathers. But worse
was to come.
Wheezy fetched \rp fn mid-air, and
flew out round to the roof, and aa h*
did so. a brown form swooped at him
It was a wood ow]. Wheezy dodaed
and dived back for the ivy, only to be
me L 1 a nother owl. He turned, and
suddenly was half blinded by a red
ftiare. It fascinated him. The owls
would not come there, nor would the
rote It seemed to him that if he could
ret in there he would be safe. Fu-
”51! sl y akFinst the window.
Thud-thud-thud went his little body
fluttering at the glass, and all at once
it appeared that he had awakened the
whole house.
“It’s All Right.’’
There came a scream from the room
with in; a man shouted hoarsely; doors
hanged; the window was flung up. and
clouds of smoke poured from it; people
appeared from npwhere, and rushed
about with buckets; there was almost
continuously the hissing sound which
water makes upon fire; once as
Wheezy lay half stunned upon the sonw
on the window' still, he saw the red
gleam of flames; then the choking smoke
grew less and less; some one went can
tering away on a horse, and more people
came rushing up out of the night, and
Wheezy heard a man call uot:
“It’s all right. We’ve got it under
control. A bird woke us up fluttering
at the window, or we'd have been burn
ed to death. Yes, it’s all right; onlv a
few chairs and some curtains. ”
Then Wheezy knew no more.
When he awoke he was in a big.
warm cage, in a big. warm room, with
heaps and heaps of delicacies to eat
and plenty to drink. They had found
him lying, all limp and nearly frozen-
on the windowsill next morning.