The ground sparrow builds a lovely little nest; and what a curious nest is that of the barn swallow.
A WEAVER BIRD AND HER NEST.
How many of you have seen the nest of the Baltimore oriole? She hangs it upon the end of an elm branch, where it swings and dances in the wind.
I have for you this time, the nest of an African bird. This little bird belongs to the class called weavers. If you look at the nest, you will understand why this bird is called a weaver bird.
See how skilfully the nest is woven out of twigs, and grasses, and fibrous roots. There are many kinds of weaver birds, and each kind builds a different nest. Sometime I shall show you another weaver bird’s nest.
A RAINY DAY.
It was the day set for the picnic by the lake. Two little white gowns, and the boys’ best coats, and the ribbons and the neck-ties, had been joyfully laid out the night before.
But next morning it was not picnic weather. The sky was low and heavy. By nine o’clock there were thick, dense, black clouds.