How the First Baby Cuckoo 
in the harder part of the work. So off 
she started to Mrs. Hedge-sparrow’'s 
home in the thick hedge at the bottom 
of a neighbouring orchard. 
But when she arrived there Mrs. 
Hedge-sparrow had gone out to stretch 
her legs, which were rather cramped 
from sitting on her five blue eggs so 
many hours, and to get something to 
eat. There were the eggs—five most 
lovely blue eggs in a soft cup of green 
moss and fine grasses and _ horse-hair. 
‘ However these common people furnish 
their homes so ‘comfortably 1 (came 
: hod imagine, said Mrs, Cuckoo to herself. 
y ‘I don't know what we are coming to; 
it is quite good enough to make a 
nursery for my children, instead of 
Ann Hedge-sparrow’s little brats. I 
don’t see why I shouldn't lay one of my 
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