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I am ashamed to say I was so timid and fearful 



about it that at last my mother had to go back of 



me and push me off the nest. Then down I 



went fluttering 

 a n d strucrorlina. 

 " Spread your 

 wings," cried my 

 parents circling 

 about me. " Beat 

 the air. Fly! 

 Fly!" 



But down, 

 clown I went into 

 the louLT o'rass. 

 My brothers and 

 sisters had guided 

 themselves to 

 trees that were 

 1 o w e r than our 



maple. There they sat balancing themselves 



among the leaves. 



" Now it will be harder for you," said my mother. 



"It is harder to lift yourself out from the grass. 



You had better just flutter along to those bushes 



yonder before you try another flight." 



I / 



Robin in Dang^cr 



