Joshua Marvel. Farjeon Benjamin Leopold

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СКАЧАТЬ the usual amiability of her species, the domestic tigress, directly she set eyes upon the birds, determined to make a meal of them, and it required all Joshua's vigilance to prevent the slaughter of the innocents. But he was patient, and firm, and kind, and he so conquered the tigerish propensities of the cat towards the birds, that in a few weeks she began to tolerate them, and in a few weeks more to play with them and to allow them to play with her, and gradually grew so cordial with them that it might have been supposed she had kittened them by mistake.

      CHAPTER IV

      IN WHICH DAN GETS WILD NOTIONS INTO HIS HEAD, AND MAKES SOME VERY BOYISH EXPERIMENTS

      If every farthing of the allowance of pocket-money which Joshua and Dan received from their respective parents had been carefully saved up, it would not have amounted to a very large sum in the course of the year. Insignificant, however, as was the allowance, it sufficed for their small wants, and was made to yield good interest in the way of social enjoyment. The lads did not keep separate accounts. What was Joshua's was Dan's, and what was Dan's was Joshua's. As there were no secret clasps in their minds concealing something, which the other was not to share and enjoy, so there was no secret clasp in their money-box which debarred either from spending that which, strictly speaking, belonged to his friend. Dan was the treasurer; the treasury was the money-box which was to have been Golden Cloud's coffin. Dan's allowance was two pence a week, which was often in arrears in consequence of his father being too fond of public-houses; Joshua's allowance was four pence a week, which he received very regularly. But each of their allowances was supplemented by contributions from independent sources. The motives which prompted these contributions were of a very different nature; as the following will explain: -

      "Something more for the money-box, Dan," said Joshua, producing a four-penny piece, and dropping it into the box.

      "From the same party, Jo?" asked Dan.

      "From the same jolly old party, Dan. From the Old Sailor."

      "Is he nice?"

      "The Old Sailor? You should see him, that's all."

      "You have been down to the waterside again, then?"

      "Yes. Tuck-tuck-joey!" This latter to the linnet, who came out to have a peep at Joshua, and who, directly it heard the greeting, responded with the sweetest peal of music that mortal ever listened to. When the linnet had finished its song the obtrusive and greedy blackbird, determined not to be outdone, and quite ignoring the fact that it had had a very good supper, ordered Polly to put the kettle on, in its most piercing notes.

      "Did you go on the river, Jo?" asked Dan.

      "Yes. In a boat. Rowing. The Old Sailor says I am getting along famously."

      "I should like to see the Old Sailor."

      "I wish you could; but he is such a strange old fellow! He doesn't care for the land. When I tell mother what I am making up my mind to be-what I shall have made up mind then to be-I will coax him to come to our house. I want him to talk to mother about the sea, for she is sure to cry and fret, and although the Old Sailor doesn't think that women are as good as men, he thinks mothers are better."

      Dan laughed a pleasant little laugh.

      "That is queer," he said.

      "He knows all about you, and he asks me every day, 'How is Dan?'"

      "I am glad of that-very glad."

      "So am I. I have told him all about the birds, and how, they love you. You would never guess what he said to-day about you."

      "Something very bad, I dare say," said Dan, knowing very well, all the time, that it was something good, or Joshua would not tell him.

      "Something very bad. He said, 'He must be a fine little chap'-meaning you, Dan-'or the birds wouldn't love him.'"

      "Has he been all over the world, Jo?"

      "All over the world; and O Dan, he has seen such places!"

      "I tell you what we will do," said Dan. "To-morrow you shall buy a couple of young bullfinches, and you shall find out some tune the Old Sailor is fond of; and I will teach the bullfinches to whistle it. Then you shall give the birds to the Old Sailor, and say they are a present from me and you."

      "That will be prime! He will be so pleased!"

      "Have you ever heard him sing, Jo?"

      "Yes," answered Joshua, laughing; "I have heard him sing, -

      'Which is the properest day to drink,

      Saturday, Sunday, Monday?

      Each is the properest day, I think-

      Why should I name but one day?

      Tell me but yours, I'll mention my day,

      Let us but fix on some day-

      Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,

      Saturday, Sunday, or Monday.'"

      "I don't think that would do," said Dan, echoing Joshua's laugh.

      "Here's another," said Joshua, and he played a prelude to "Poor Tom Bowling," and sang the first verse, -

      'Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling,

      The darling of our crew;

      No more he'll hear the tempest howling,

      For death has broached him too.

      His form was of the manliest beauty,

      His heart was kind and soft,

      Faithful below Tom did his duty,

      But now he's gone aloft,

      But now he's gone aloft.'"

      Joshua sang the words with much tender feeling, but Dan shook his head.

      "The birds would never be able to get the spirit of the song into them," he said, "and the tune is nothing without that. Never mind-we'll teach them something, and then the Old Sailor shall have them."

      "And I shall tell him they are a present from you alone."

      "No," said Dan energetically; "that would spoil it all. They are from you and me together. Can't you guess the reason why?"

      "I believe I can," replied Joshua, after a little consideration. "The Old Sailor likes me, and you want him to like you because of me, not because of yourself alone; you want him to like me more because of you-as I am sure he will when he knows you."

      "That's it. I want him to know that we love each other, and that we shall always love each other, whether we are together or separated. I want everybody who likes you, Jo, to like me."

      Joshua laid his hand upon Dan's, which rested on the table, and Dan placed his other hand upon Joshua's playfully. Their hands were growing to be very unlike. Dan's hand, as it grew, became more delicate, while Joshua's grew stronger and more muscular. Dan laughed another pleasant laugh as he remarked the difference between them. "That is a proper kind of hand for a hero," he said. And then, in a more serious voice, "Joshua, do you know I think we can see each other's thoughts." And so, indeed, it appeared as if they could.

      The next day the bullfinches were bought, and Dan began to train them. They were a pair of very young birds, not a dozen days old, and the air Dan fixed upon to teach them first was "Rule, Britannia."

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