Woodside - or, Look, Listen, and Learn. by Caroline Hadley
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to hear?'
"'Well,' I said, 'now all of you shut your eyes and listen, and don't speak till I tell you.' "After a short time I told them to open their eyes; and I asked John, who was the eldest, what he had heard. "'First of all I heard the birds singing, then I noticed that there were different sorts of birds singing: I heard the blackbird, the thrush, the little finches, and the warblers--I could not tell you how many; some of them singing as if they could not make sound enough, and others sung a low song, with twitterings and chatterings all to themselves. Some seemed calling to birds a long way off; then I heard those other birds answer, but the sound was so faint that I should not have heard it at all if we had not been so still. I was trying to catch a faint sound of a bird some distance down the wood, which sounded like the coo of the wood-pigeon, when you said, "Open your eyes."' "Then I turned to Harry--your father, children--and he said, 'Of course I heard the birds, but I thought, I can hear them any day; I shall listen for all sorts of odd sounds. I heard the distant rumble of a farmer's waggon, and the cows lowing at Brown's farm; every now and again I heard the sound of the village blacksmith's hammer, the faint puffing of a train, a man's footsteps coming through the wood, and the voices of boys--after birds' nests, I suppose.' "'Well, Lizzie, what did you hear?' I asked, turning to one of the girls. |
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