THE HAPPY FAMILY.

“ Rock-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top ;
‘When the wind blows the cradle will rock !’

For several years the same pair of orioles came back to their
home in the elm-tree, made what repairs were needed, laid their
egos, and reared their little ones,

One spring, just after the little birds were hatched, there came
a long, cold rain, which lasted several days. The children and
others who lived in the house saw the golden orioles flying about
as if in great distress, and heard the pitiful chirping of the little
ones. At last, after the storm was over, some one took a ladder
and went up the tree to see what the trouble was, and found
that the pretty hanging nest was filled with water, and the
young birds were drowned. Now comes the strange part of the
story. After afew days of flying and fluttering about, as if
they had some new idea in their little heads, the parent birds
began to build another nest in the same tree, but instead of
forming it like the old one, they built a round nest like that of
the common robin upon a branch, and soon they had another
family of little birds nestled therein.

THE HAPPY FAMILY.

Cat E are not going out to-day,
So shall we have a game of play?
Let us be ladies, and we'll see ©
What happy ladies we can be.

We must have other names, of course—
I will be Mrs. Wilberforce.
Will you be Mrs. Wiggins, Flo?

Because you like that name, you know.
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