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Show BUILDING TIME IN BIRD LAND. 'My dear," warbled little Mrs Wren, "C'un jou stop singing n, few minutes I wsnt to talk to jou" Johnny Wren, perched on u lilac, bush and singing ns though his tiny throat would split, left off his sweet trills and hopped to the tvvg beside his small brown wife, Well, my dear? ' ho asked. 'I have Just been househunting" sho replied ' It renllj Is time for un to settle. Mrs. Catbird and Mrs Woodpecker Wood-pecker hnvn both decided on a bite, and jou know they aio never eiy 'Ti'ue," answered Jnhnnj. ' It Is getting get-ting late What do jou think of the places I saw jestetdny? That ono the nine Marlins had last jear seems cozy and comfnitable With a little tlxlng UP the nest even could be used again ' Mrs Wren shook hei head, while hei hill went up ever so slightly in the air. I don't like secondhand furniture," she nld. 'abovo all, beds" ' I'd rathei not have It myself," agreed Johnny. 'Well, aftei all, 1 ve seen nothing more tozj than the little home we had last season, but Mr Wuehlrd has moved Into it rteallj 1 think It very Impudent of him I have half a mind to miko him give It up" 'Oh, piny, don I, my dear You are very good tempered, on the whole, hut you can 1m Ju-t a little pugnuclouu sometimes, you know. Mi lllueblrd Is such ft peaceable fellow, Ilesldm, Mis Bluebird Is setting." Johnnj b little brown face changed 'That certainly make a difference," he said. "Mrs Bluebird Is early, Isn t she? ' 'Well, jou know, that's her custom It's a good plan. In ono way, but It's a llsk, too, as she herself rajs. ' Mr. IJlueblrd cume unusually early this year, There was n little buow-storm buow-storm the morning nftei he Rot heie, he told me, fnd he felt verj shivery III his thin coat nut then he has tn think about the violets nnd daffodils and crocuses They are all so far down In the frozen earth that, I sup pose, they never would come up If ho did not sing and let them know that spring Is near Why, even people have a. way nf waiting for hli sweet volco to tell them wlntei Is gone I like Mr, Bluoblrd He Is nuch a good husband and father, and ho nover uses bad language" lan-guage" ' My dear Jenny," nsked Johnny, welling tn twice his natural size, 'is he better than I am7 ' 'Of cniiisn not, jou silly deal. Hut here 1 am talking and nearly forget ting what I had tn tell jou I've found a splendid piste for u home Those nlco house people nro here again this summel, They have opened all their windows, and I peeped In one Theie s a funny thing hanging ugainst the wall two. In fact, but ono Is cnouKh I wouldn't wish a better placo to llvo n Do t ome and seo It " "Not ba(l," ginwed Ml Wren, hop. ping In and out und all inund the odd looking objerta his V Ifo pointed out tn him Not half bad. I think we'd bet-ter bet-ter begin fixing up right on"' Mrs Wren Joyfully agreed, and away both flew Hack they came In a few mln Hies, wltn ail Bort of odd bits foi building theli home. They mude a great many trips nnd woikcd very hard before the nest was done At lent It needed onlv n soft lining to make It warm foi tho bablea In come. ' I law some lino fenlhera In tho poultry jnrd said Johnnj and ho and Jenny were soon tljlng In that dltectlon When they came back they saw two grat beads very closo to theli pieclous home and heard n voice siy ' Oh, Ned, do peep In, will jou Borne dear little birds have mndo a nect In your old oveishoe. They are wrens, I am sure No other bird U tame enough, tti 'ilil 1 iVjilaYsl to come In tho house." 'Hit i'Wrfl ' I wish they'd go uvvay," said John- t t J'Hi liWMsVfl nj. fluttering about In fear and alarm. i i 'wiMl'igiiBjBJl "Thej are so big." !r$ .'iTl'.'illfll JJBB 'How 'lib jou arc'' scolded Jenny. 'i it HTf ' awawJ ' They lire only tho house people. They S-il !1iP fflfll jjVJ wont hurt It ' mj I " lli ill wVaVJ Hut though she would not say so, S h 'liljl IwKVJSH sho was glad enough when they did go ; ,f IiIIj.q' HilBH away . j If ! i?" J " It was not many dajs before seven ! FlMLVl' faH wee etcs wero lying upon the soft, E fi fijlj ') feathery lining, nnd the proud Uttlo r i iif, f'iAiiswB mad ime settled down to work 3? i Wi y ' !' "WflB Johnny sing ull the time, even when B, 1 !rfnM li'VaVB ho was busy catching big, fat worms. Biljf I'm Mi s B"i Such n lot of them as he had to mih 'iSM'tlJ' I 'svl cntch, ton foi jou know he had to Il'B -t f) i';l'l 'i'UBBI think of Jcnnj. J'n lR6?(fLSltflBBi Ho was certainly a faithful Uttlo at 2 rfff r iRyM husband, and hunted diligently for tho A H i,ii jJ'MIiIwmI beetles and nlco fat grubs which sho Si IWfVviif.lnKBBi particularly liked. Then, after she had i, !fl SttillnlalBl eaten her dinner, he would perch nn a iJ,; ifCrUlfllj faS tree nearby and elng hla sweetest Ji S 'Htll nllBVj songs to cheei her, Tor, you see, ho !fJ,I (ftflmi y r-BH knew that poor Jenny had tn sit still fhP ,'filHfHlfljJhwMl for days nnd dnjs, and thats no fun. V S $f'MJ,lM as juu will Und If jou try It. J,i iRir U, Hut Jenny was not unhappy. She IV L XtifJy&i'M knew what was going to happen. And PNc; IfllH ij JuVal ono day It did happen Fjve babies 'StftfifWi 'r llaVl pecked holes In the egg shells and fi Ulil IRi'l SbH inino out My' what excitement theie pljiJj c. f JjBVl was The little mother and father "&' if!? Vt'l"(Bw could hardly contnln their Joj Jenny ftlllP g,vi",H ITiWBbI warbled low and e-'t ln her happiness, fjjf ijlcjl i VBVfl but Johnnj fil ibbled over In an !1 ft d 1 vVH exuberance of y, nin ffftll : IilflH Hut. with their ejes. the babies' fWU t ,' 'iftV mouths opened, too and I can tell jou ll'iS iEJl j IBbI Johnnj waa kept busy tilling thtm. TAU Jvi, li IWiBVI 'Its hard woik, I know," said the Wl MM Iftnal fond mnthei, ' but Just suppose we had rjRl tjil lvl SQbVI no liables to feed'" There was a tiny 3(9 ffifi !l'hbVb1 tetir In the bright blown ejea John- wtri f ''..' IBBwJ ny knew she was thinking of that 35S.li 'Evi'lKVaB dreadful day, long ugn, when some ,ififfl '51 J'tilrBwl uiiel bojs had torn down their happy dW Hfcti.'cffiH! H little home and killed all their habits, JSf "MSv3VJfB Bvl and he diew closer to her, with littles Sift .SfrifilB H warbles of sjinpatlu tM VirvMliii BvJ 'Well I bine had some troubles," Ml Utfi'VvW H said Jennj, when Johnny was gone to HS Ufcri'lift Bfl hunt woims, 'but I certainly have the Wm MM 1111 bS blessing of n hood husband, I only ml WKi HI BbI hope my children will get as good Wm Wkw m H H BWrlii.. b1 Hill |