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his left eye, and said: "This is better, 

 but I know that a Phoebe lays more than 

 two eggs. I can wait." 



He did not go to the porch. He had 

 his own reasons. And next morning the 

 three little Phoebes sang their three little 

 songs in the trees by the Lake of Wyn- 

 dygoul. 



But the Blue Jay came as before, and 

 he looked at the nest in the rock, and 

 said: *'Oh, ho! there are two eggs now. 

 Keep on, my friends, keep on; this is true 

 charity. You are going to feed the hun- 

 gry. I think I will wait a little longer." 



Then he went to the root above the 

 water, and in that nest were three eggs. 

 "Very good," said the Blue Jay. "A 

 Phoebe-bird may lay four or even five 

 eggs, but give me a sure thing." So he 

 swallowed the three eggs in the root nest. 



And next morning there were only two 



