STORIES ABOUT BIRDS. 



seen the little fellow attempt to fly to his nest 

 with the thread. He found it a diflicult matter, 

 as you may suppose. It was hard work. I 

 guess he tried fifty times before he could reach 

 the hole in the tree where his nest was; and 

 after he had got there, with the end of the 

 thread, he was sadly puzzled to know what 

 to do next. He pulled away lustily at the 

 thread ; but it was of no use. By and by, his 

 mate arrived, and then they both took hold, 

 and tried with all their might to " haul in the 

 slack," as the sailors would say. It was a bad 

 job, though. They had to give it up at last, 

 and let the thread fall to the ground. 



