"The chickens are all out again now," said the little girl, running to the coop.
"Yes, indeed!" exclaimed her brother; "they have forgotten all about their fright by this time. Grandpa, what would you do with this dead hawk?"
"I would dig a hole in the ground and bury it, my dear."
CHAPTER III.
LEARNING TO FLY.
The next morning, Fred was awakened earlier than usual by a loud and continued chirping in the robins' nest. He dressed himself quickly, and ran to the window, where he saw Dick, the largest bird, sitting on the edge of the nest, while his father and mother were hopping from one bough to another, twittering incessantly, and trying to encourage him to try his wings.
Fred was greatly excited, and ran to the stairs to call his sister, who slept below in the room with her parents.
This was indeed an important day in the robins' nest. Dick and Jack, Molly and Katy, were now fledged; and it was high time for them to begin to exercise a little.
"Dick is the oldest, and must try his wings first," said Mr. Robin, firmly.
"I dare not," answered Dick. "It makes me dizzy only to look down."