“How does the bird make the nest so strong, Willie?”“The mother bird has her bill and her claws to work with,but she would not know how to make the nest if God did not teach her.Do you see what it is made of?”“Yes, Willie, I see some horse-hairs and some dry grass.The old bird must have worked hard to find all the hairs, and make them into such a pretty, round nest.”“Shall we take the nest, Rose?”“Oh no, Willie! We must not take it; but we will come and look at it again, some time.”
