18 STORY OF A ROBIN.

given Snow something to eat with her own hands
till Bertha was ready to attend to them.
 While she was drinking her milk, she asked
where the robin redbreasts lived.
 "Well, my dear, they live in the trees and
bushes," replied Mrs. Bevan.
 "But haven't they got nests to sleep in at
night ? Mamma used to tell me about those you
helped her to find in the garden."
 "Did she now? replied Mrs. Bevan. "And
did she tell you about the robin that built its nest
in her little watering-pan she kept for watering
her flowers ? "
 "No; I never heard that story," said Bertha.
"Do tell it me, please."
 "Oh, I was forgetting; it happened after your
mamma went to school. Well, my dear, you
must know the little watering-pan was hanging
by the handle on the tool-house wall, and two
little robin redbreasts, after flying about for some
time, looking out for a nice hole in a wall or in a
decayed branch of a tree, suddenly spied out the
little watering-pan. 'Oh ho,' thought little Mrs.
Robin, 'here's a snug place, to be sure. What do
you say, Mr. Robin, to build our house here?' Mr.
Robin was a very cautious old birdl and in he