Then Take said, "What a beautiful dress the lady has on! I'd like to dress just like that when I grow up!"
"But she is walking out in the snow with an umbrella over her head," said Taro. "It isn't winter now."
Then the Father unrolled the third.
"How do you like this one?" he asked.
It was a picture of a bird with a grasshopper in her bill, flying to a nest with three little birds in it. The little birds had their mouths wide open.
"Oh, that's the very one!" cried Take. "It's just like Mother, taking care of Taro and the Baby and me! Let's take that one."
So they left that one out and carefully rolled up the others and put them back in place. They put the crow away too.
The Twins were just turning round to go out the door when their Father reached down one more package from a high shelf. "Wait a minute," he said; "I have some thing else to show you."
The package was long and thin, and the covering was a piece of silk with the family crest embroidered on it in colored silks.
This was the crest.