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<h3>MRS. ROBIN'S WISH</h3>
<p><span class="smcap">In</span> order to provide enough food for her
children—as well as for the young Cowbird
that she was bringing up—Mrs. Jolly
Robin had to work hard every day.
Though her husband gladly did what he
could to help her, he complained sometimes
about the stranger in their nest.</p>
<p>"Our family is certainly big enough
without him," he often remarked. "We
ought to turn him out to shift for himself."</p>
<p>But Mrs. Robin wouldn't hear of such
a thing.</p>
<p>"It's not his fault that his mother left<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_44" id="p_44"></SPAN></span>
him here—in the egg," she would remind
Jolly Robin. "If we set him adrift the
poor child would starve—unless the cat
got him."</p>
<p>And then Jolly Robin would feel
ashamed that he had even thought of being
so cruel to an infant bird, even if he
was a Cowbird. So he would set to work
harder than ever gathering worms and
grubs and bugs; and before long he would
find himself singing merrily, "Cheerily,
cheer-up!" because it made him happy to
know that he was doing somebody a good
turn.</p>
<p>Once in a while Grandfather Mole
thrust his head out of the soil of the garden,
as if he were watching Mr. and Mrs.
Robin at their task. Of course he
couldn't see what they were doing. But
Mrs. Robin said that it gave her a queer
turn to have Grandfather Mole stick his<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_45" id="p_45"></SPAN></span>
nose out of the ground at her very feet.
And since he was too busy catching angleworms
for himself to help her and her
husband, she wished he would keep out of
sight.</p>
<p>Sometimes Grandfather Mole would
speak to Mrs. Robin, or her husband; for
he could hear them talking. And when
you hear anybody in a garden exclaiming,
"Oh, here's a big one! The children will
like him, if I can ever pull him loose!"
you may know at once that the speaker
is talking about an angleworm. There
can be no mistake about it.</p>
<p>When Grandfather Mole overheard
Mrs. Robin making such a remark he
would quite likely advise her to "try a
smaller one."</p>
<p>Such a suggestion only made Mrs.
Robin pull all the harder.</p>
<p>"Grandfather Mole wants all the big<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="p_46" id="p_46"></SPAN></span>
ones himself," she would splutter as soon
as she and her husband were where
Grandfather Mole couldn't listen to what
she said. And then, probably, Jolly Robin
would laugh and tell her not to mind, for
there ought to be worms enough for everybody.</p>
<p>More than once, when Grandfather
Mole had advised her to "try a smaller
one," Mrs. Robin had declared afterward
that she wished she could catch the biggest
angleworm in the whole garden, just
to spite old Grandfather Mole and teach
him that other people had their rights, as
well as he.</p>
<p>"Well, well!" Jolly Robin always exclaimed
with a laugh. "Well, well! Perhaps
some day you will find the grandfather
of all the angleworms!"</p>
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