Their plans were commenced the very next day. Susan came round with
her work, and gave Ellen her first lesson in dressmaking. Ellen was as
skilful with the needle as Susan was, and made famous progress. A
cheerful worker is sure to turn out a skilful one.
"I have been thinking in the night, Ellen," said Susan, "that we might
go into partnership."
"Wait," said Dan the Just, looking up from the table, on which the
birds were going through their performances; "there is time enough to
talk of that. I don't intend that you shall sacrifice every thing for
us."
"No sacrifice could be too great for me to make for you, Dan," replied
Susan. "But I think that I should have all the advantage, if we were
partners. Ellen has such a beautiful figure, that she would be sure to
get customers. Stand up, dear--look at her, Dan!" And Susan turned
Ellen about, and looked at her pretty sister's pretty figure without a
tittle of envy. "If you are a judge of any thing but birds, Dan, you
must confess that but is a model."
Dan smiled and said, "If Ellen wasn't good, you would make her vain.
Let the partnership question rest for a little while. Go on with your
work, and don't talk. I've got something very particular to do."
Dan, with his birds before him, appeared to be perplexed with some
more than usually difficult problem concerning them. There was a
curious indecision also in his treatment of them. Now he issued a
command, now he countermanded it; now he ordered a movement, and
before it was executed threw the birds into confusion by giving the
signal for something entirely different. Until at length the birds,
especially the old stagers, stood looking irresolutely at each other,
with the possible thought in their minds (if they have any) that their
master had taken a drop too much to drink; and one young recruit--none
but a young one and a tomtit, who is notoriously the sauciest of
birds, would have dared to do it--advanced, alone and unsupported, to
the edge of the table, and looking up in Dan's face, asked what he
meant by it. Recalled to himself by this act of insubordination, Dan
recovered his usual self-possession, and selected two bullfinches,
somewhat similar to those which he had given to the Old Sailor. They
were young untrained birds, and Dan at once commenced their education.
But Ellen remarked with surprise that he was less tender in his manner
towards them than towards the other birds. He spoke to them more
sternly, and as if the business in which they were engaged was a
serious business, with not a particle of nonsense in it.
"See, Ellen," he said after some days had passed--"see how clever they
are They draw up their own food and their own water; and directly I
sound this whistle, they sing 'God save the King.'"
He blew through the tin whistle, and the birds sang the air through.
"Now you sound the whistle, Ellen." Ellen blew through the whistle,
and the birds repeated the air.
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