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Ch other. Then Saint Francis turned to the birds and said politely,
"Sisters, cease your song until we have rendered our bounden praise to
God." So the birds were still until the brothers had finished their
psalm. But after that when it was again their turn the birds went on
with their song. * * * * * At another time when he was preaching in the
town of Alvia among the hills, the swallows flew about and twittered so
loudly that the people could not hear Saint Francis' voice. The birds
did not mean to be rude, however. So he turned to the swallows and
saluted them courteously. "My sisters," he said, "it is now time that I
should speak. Since you have had your say, listen now in your turn to
the word of God and be silent till the sermon is finished." And again
the birds obeyed the smile and the voice of him who loved them. Though
whether they understood the grown-up sermon that followed, I cannot
tell. But this is the little sermon which he made one day for a
congregation of birds who sat around him in the bushes listening.
"Brother Birds, greatly are ye bound to praise the Creator who cloth