Monday, May 26, 2008

The Throstle


In his declining years it was one of Owen's favorite amusements to observe the habits of birds which frequented his garden. Of the throstle he says: There are a few old cherry trees in the garden, One of them a Bigarreau. This I netted in my first summer's possession to preserve the tempting fruit. When the dish came to table, I thought of the frequent pleasures which the morning and evening warblings of the little robbers had given me and felt ashamed at fencing off what I could cheaply get, as fresh and better, from neighboring market gardens. I never repeated the practice, but left the Bigarreaus with the other cherries as "salary of the orchestra." — Life of Richard Owen.

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