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their nests and taking care of their young ones. Robin has flown against the window; he wants to get out. Well, we will open the window, and, if he choose, he may fly away. There, now he is gone.. When he is hungry, he will come again. We will give him some crumbs.
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The Boy that went to the Wood to look for Bird's
Nests when he should have
gone to School.
When Jack got up and put on his clothes, he thought if he could get to the wood, he should be quite well; for he thought more of a bird's nest, than his book, that would make him wise and great.
When he came there, he could find nonest, but one that was on the top of a tree, and with much ado he got up to it, and robbed it of the eggs. Then he tried to get down; but a branch
of the tree found a hole in the skirt of his coat, and held him fast.
At this time he would have been glad to be at school; for the bird in a rage at the loss of her eggs, flew at him, and was like to pick out his eyes. Now it was that the sight of a man at the foot of the tree, gave him more joy than all the nests in the world,
This man was so kind as to chase away the bird, and help him down from the tree; and from that time forth he would not loiter from school; but grew a good boy and a wise young man; and had the praise and good will of all that knew him.
THE CRUEL BOY."
As a bird one day went to seek some food for its young ones, a boy who had a gun in his hand, saw it, and shot the poor thing through its head, and down it fell to the ground.
The boy then ran to it, and picked it up; and when he saw that it was dead, he was very sorry for what he had done.
How cruel it was to kill the poor bird which never did any harm in all its life; and to take it from its young ones, which were in the nest, wanting it to come back and feed them. The poor little birds could not think why their mother staid so long from them, and kept chirping till they were quite tired.
At night they grew so cold for want of their mother to brood over them, that they did not know what to do.