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Show Musk-A Fable. Editors Herald: A crow, perched upon a staky ncar a pond, the border of which was a great place for frogs, claimed to di-1 rect all the birds and frogs in the' matter of musical uttorauce. His j j manner as professor of music was toj express all emotions in monotone ( lalways crying "caw, caw, caw," I with a duck of the head and should ers at each note. lo aid in training bird and frog singers the crow Ivid j printed tiheets of patent note3. The ' frogs, indeeJ, sung in monotone, but J thrir key was too shrill, and they i were hushed instinctively when they suspected that one and another of their throng had slipped down the throat that gave the standard ot harmony. har-mony. A certain robin, however, having his nest in the top of a high tree, and a young brood almost fledged, out of good nature, gave a concert, but when the parent robin himself sung the opening song with a: louch of hope and gratitude in it, the crow said it was wrong and ridicu-; lous out of time and out of tune. So the robbin was Bnubbed and rebuked, ; On the further side of the pond a bobolink bob-olink had a net in an oat patch, whence he roared and sung in notes ondlessly varied and full of liquid sweetness. But when the crow heard it be abruptly declared it barbarous; ; said the valley was not the place lor j such free singing. The assurance of the rebuke silenced the bobolink, and : acting on the suggestion, he emigrat- j ed to a warmer clime. The sparrow : built himself a house aud sang his hymn, for it was observed that Oory-us Oory-us tried to identify himself with the sparrow interest, and applied "soft sawdor" that way. This did not deceive de-ceive anybody, for the sparrow was well known to differ with the crow in regard to harmony. In their musical intercourse therefore, the crow, after all, never sang any notes but his own; always cawed with a wide mouth, and eyes that glistened and looked all about. When a great hawk from ua eyrie wheeled over head and screamed, paying no attention to anybody's monotones the pride of Cory us was stung, and he Btarted up for a strug-t'lft strug-t'lft in the emnvrei'n. And a touirh struggle it was. The levity of the crow gave him some advantage, since he could dart up above the line of the hawk's course and pounce down upon his back and make his flight awkward. While all the birds and frogs were watching to see which would establish his authority in the matter of music, a bird so small as to he just visible against the Bky flew between the foes with a fieico cry and a sharp tweak at the head of each. It was suprising how promptly prompt-ly the crow fled before the vigor and tire of this bird, commonly called the king bird, taking himself quickly away out of sight beyond a spur of the mountain. The hawk also sailed back toward bis rock nest. So the frogs, robins and bobolinks were left lo sing according to their several sweet wills. Then even the mice, beetles aud crickets recovered confidence, con-fidence, and squeaked and hummed aDd buzzed in a flood of musical discord, dis-cord, quite bewildering but extremely extreme-ly expressive, and all the little insects joining in made a great hymn of it. AF.S0P. Salt Lake City, Oct. 11th. |