THE COMMON WREN. 



the whole thing struck me as being most 

 uncanny. Presently it stopped in a little 

 bush, and I saw a wee brown wren behind 

 it. The mystery was at once explained. 

 I sat perfectly still, and in a few 

 moments she brought the erstwhile awe- 

 some feather into the summer-house, 

 and alter considerable difficulty managed, 

 to get the awkward piece of furniture 

 through her tiny front door. She brought 

 along another and another with surprising 

 speed, and before many days passed she 

 had laid six white eggs which were 

 spotted with brownish-red. 



