How the First Baby Cuckoo 
such common food are only fit for 
thrushes and little birds who have been 
brought up on such lowly fare, and can’t 
be expected to know any better. Worms 
indeed! Why, to get such creatures one 
has actually to scratch about in the mud, 
and Mr. Cuckoo and his wife are most 
careful not to soil their elegant feet. 
These were a beautiful pale yellow, and 
not strong enough for such rough work. 
But caterpillars, especially the hairy 
ones—the best flavoured of all—are 
hardly in season till April at least. 
And so the time passed and they had 
made no nest. They really didn’t seem 
able to spare the time, but as they flew 
hither and thither they looked about 
them to see how the birds managed. 
They were rather interested to see Mrs. 
Stock-dove’s home ina hollow tree ; it 
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