“What would the old bird do, Rose, if she should come back and not find her nest?”

“Oh, we would bring it right back, Willie!”

“Yes; but we could not fasten it in its place again.  If the wind should blow it over, the eggs would get broken.”

LESSON LVI.

strong round dry bill worked

sends claws flit God spring

“How does the bird make the nest so strong, Willie?”

“The mother bird has her bill and her claws to work with, but she would not know how to make the nest if God did not teach her.  Do you see what it is made of?”

“Yes, Willie, I see some horse-hairs and some dry grass.  The old bird must have worked hard to find all the hairs, and make them into such a pretty, round nest.”

“Shall we take the nest, Rose?”

“Oh no, Willie!  We must not take it; but we will come and look at it again, some time.”

SLATE WORK.

[Illustration:  Script Exercise: 

God made the little birds to sing,
   And flit from tree to tree;
’Tis He who sends them in the spring
   To sing for you and me.
]

LESSON LVII.

feathers a go’ fly worm crumb feed’ing

ug’ly off feed brown guess things

[Illustration:  Boy and girl examining bird’s nest.]

“Willie, when I was feeding the birds just now, a little brown bird flew away with a crumb in its bill.”

“Where did it go, Rose?”

“I don’t know; away off, somewhere.”

“I can guess where, Rose.  Don’t you know the nest we saw some days ago?  What do you think is in it now?”

“O Willie, I know!  Some little brown birds.  Let us go and see them.”

“All right; but we must not go too near.  There!  I just saw the old bird fly out of the bush.  Stand here, Rose.  Can you see?”

“Why, Willie, what ugly little things!  What big mouths they have, and no feathers!”

“Keep still, Rose.  Here comes the old bird with a worm in her bill.  How hard she must work to feed them all!”

LESSON LVIII.

fallin’g counts woes nigh be gun’ griefs

stars tear morn’ing Lord each joys

[Illustration:  Script Exercise: 

When the stars at set of sun
  Watch you from on high
When the morning has begun
  Think the Lord is nigh.

All you do and all you say,
  He can see and hear: 
When you work and when you play,
  Think the Lord is near.

All your joys and griefs He knows
  Counts each falling tear. 
When to Him you tell your woes,
  Know the Lord is near.
]

LESSON LIX.