“I must admit that strange things happen!” said Robert Robin, as he lifted a feather and oiled it on the under side.
“I have a little surprise for you!” said Mrs. Robin.
Robert Robin looked, and as Mrs. Robin stood up, he saw four little baby robins. The four little baby robins looked at him and opened their mouths just as wide as they could.
“Why didn’t you tell me they were here?” he said. “The poor little dears are almost starved!” and away he flew in a great rush to get them some breakfast. In a few moments he was back again and fed one of them. Then away he hurried again and in a moment he came carrying more food for the babies, but the babies looked so nearly alike that Robert Robin fed the same one twice, and that made Mrs. Robin laugh.
“Men are such blunderbusses!” she said.
“Why don’t you have your children marked so one can tell them apart?” he said.
“I will place little Elizabeth at the north side of the nest, little Sheldon at the east, Montgomery at the south, and Evelina at the west!”
All day long Robert Robin did nothing except carry food for the baby robins, but the next day Mrs. Robin helped him, and both of them were busy, for the four little baby robins were very hungry. They never did seem to get enough to eat.
“The children have wonderful appetites!” said Mrs. Robin.
“They are simply ravenous!” said Robert Robin.