said Jill, “for that is all it says.”

“All right,” said Jack; “but I
should like to know if it has built
a nest down in the gar-den.”

“Tt does not hail now,” said
Jill, “we might go out and see.”

So off they ran in great glee
to find the nest. The hail-stones
were melt-ing fast, but all the
gar-den walks were 1-cy.

“T found the lit-tle bird right
here,” said Jill, when they came to
the bed where the snow-drops grew.

Jack looked un-der the leaves,
but he could not see any thing
that looked like a nest.

“Let's go down to the brook,”
said he; “per-haps we shall find
it there a-mong the tall reeds.”