A vision floated before him. Margot’s earnest face and tear-dimmed eyes; her lips speaking:
“If I had father or mother anywhere—nothing should ever make me leave them. I would bear everything—but I would be true to them.”
An instant later a peal rang through that silent house, such as it had not echoed in many a day. What would be the answer to it?
[TO BE CONTINUED]
Wood-Folk Talk
By J. ALLISON ATWOOD
ROBIN’S RED BREAST
ALTHOUGH you are all in the habit of referring to Robin as “Redbreast,” do you not often wonder why the baby Robin always has a spotted breast so very different from his parent? True, he does not keep it very long, but why, then, should he wear it at all?