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"My dearest Jenny Wren, If you will but be mine, You shall dine on cherry pie, And drink nice currant wine."

"I'll dress you like a goldfinch, Or like a peacock gay; So if you'll have me, Jenny, Let us appoint the day."

While on his journey Puss, Jr., paused to listen to this sweet song. On a branch above him sat Robin
Redbreast. With his hat held in one claw he bowed most beautifully to a little wren that sat on a limb just
below him. "I'll dress you like a goldfinch," repeated Robin, swinging his beautiful green hat with its long
black feather up and down in the breeze.

Jenny blushed behind her fan, And thus declared her mind: "Then let it be to-morrow, Bob; I'll take your offer
kind.

"Cherry pie is very good, So is currant wine; But I'll wear my russet gown, And never dress too fine."

"I'd like to buy her a beautiful gold dress," said Robin Redbreast, turning to look at Puss, Jr., who stood very
quietly at the foot of the tree.

"I think her little russet gown is much nicer," replied Puss. "To tell you the truth, she wouldn't look very much
like a wren if you dressed her like a goldfinch."

"Of course I wouldn't," chirruped little Jenny Wren; "and, besides, I wouldn't feel at all like myself. I might
think Robin had married a goldfinch instead of me; and I don't want to think that."

"Of course you don't," said Puss, kindly.

"You are both right," said Robin Redbreast. "I only thought for the moment that she would like a different
gown, but she shall have her way. There is only one little bird in the world for me, and that is Jenny Wren."

Jenny hid her face behind her fan, for she was I blushing very hard. Indeed, her cheeks were I almost as red as
Robin's breast.

"To-morrow, then, shall be our wedding-day," said Robin, "and you are invited, my dear Puss, Junior."

PUSS AND SEVERAL ACQUAINTANCES JOURNEY TO THE WEDDING

Robin rose up early, Before the break of day; He flew to Jenny Wren's house, To sing a roundelay.

He met the Cock and Hen, And bade the Cock declare, This should be his wedding-day, With Jenny Wren, the
fair.

The Cock then blew his horn, To let the neighbors know This was Robin's wedding-day, And they might see
the show.

Puss, Jr., was also up bright and early. He carefully polished his red-top boots and dusted his cap with the
long feather in it. Then he started out for the woods.

"Cock-a-doodle-do!" cried the rooster.

"How do you doodle-do, my noble Sir Chanticleer?" asked Puss, bowing. "I am on my way to Cock Robin's
wedding; he has given me an invitation," he added, as the rooster stopped crowing to listen.