Did she ? '' asked Daisy , feeling more interested in the brown spider . `` No ; I read it in a book , and saw pictures of the eggs , web , and family . I had a live one in a bottle ; and she spun silken ladders all up and down , and a little room to sleep in . She ate worms and bugs , and was very amiable and interesting till she fell ill and died . '' `` I should like to see the book ; and have a spider-bottle , so I could take care of the poor little orphans when they are born . Good-by , ma'am . I shall call again ; for you are ` most as good as a fairy there in your pretty tent , with a white clover for your bed . '' Daisy walked on a few steps , and then stopped to say : `` What does that bird mean by calling ` Hurry up , hurry up ? ' He keeps flying before us , and looking back as if he wanted to show me something . '' `` Let me hear what he says . I may be able to understand him , or the bob-o-link that swings on the alder by the brook . '' Wee listened a moment , while the birds twittered and chirped with all their hearts . Presently Wee sang in a tone very like the bob-o-link 's : `` Daisy and Wee , Come here , and see What a dainty feast is spread : Down in the grass Where fairies pass , Here are berries ripe and red . `` All wet with dew , They wait for you : Come hither , and eat your fill , While I gayly sing , In my airy swing , And the sun climbs up the hill . '' `` Did he really say that ? '' cried Daisy , watching the bob-o-link , who sat swaying up and down on the green bough , and nodding his white-capped head at her in the most friendly manner . `` Perhaps I did n't translate it rightly ; for it is very hard to put bird-notes into our language , because we have n't words soft and sweet enough . But I really think there are berries over there , and we will see if what he says is true , '' said Wee . Over the wall they went , and there , on a sunny bank , found a bed of the reddest , ripest berries ever seen .
`` Thank you , thank you , for telling me to hurry up , and showing me such a splendid feast , '' said XXXXX , with her mouth full , as she nodded back at the birds .
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