LITTLE ROBINS LEABNINO TO FLY -- CHAPTER I. MR. ROBINS POOR COUSINS. - EARLY One May morning, Fred Sylnmes was sent by his mother upon an errand to the next farm. He did not go around by the road, but jumped over the stone 1 1 and passed along through the pleasant orchard. . As he FLY. came near the pear tree, he saw a large robin flying back and forth fi. om it, and stopping to look, soon discovered a nest in the fork formed by two of the lower limbs. mat was his surprise, as the robin flew toward the gi o ui t d o , have it alight on his arm when he at once recognized it as Mr. Robin, who had a Tvife and fam ily in the elm tree near the cot-a tag e. Why, what are you doing I here this bright morning 1 he asked, holding out his finger, upon which the familiar bird readily perched. Mr. Robin cocl. ed his head, turned up his bright eye, and tried to explain. But as Pred clid not seem to understand, and kept saying, I hope you have not forsaken your wife and little nestlings, pretty birdie, he alighted on the ground, picked. up a worm, and flew away into the tree. Pred quickened his steps, clid his errand at the farm, and on his return, found Mr. Robin had flown away. He climbed into a tree, fkom vhich he could looB into the nest. There he saw a female bird sheltering her young, who were feebly chirping as she partly rose to meet the intruder. She uttered a cry of distress, and began to flutter her wings but Fred quickly slid down fkom the tree, and put an end to her alarm. When he reached home, both Mr. and M Robin were pick ing up crumbs at the cottage door. Grandpa, said he, when they mere seated at brealcfast, I saw something very funny this morn ing. I found our robin in a pear tree near Mr. Bacons farm, feed ing a whole nest full of birds. . TVere they alone inquired fr. Symmes. No, fathether. The mother bird was there and he fed her too. I suppose the father has been killed, suggested the old gentle nlan. Lit. is very cruel to kill birds when they have little fam ilies to take care of. But I have read many instances where birds have assisted each other when in clistress where the male bird has been killed, one of his neighbors has fed and assisted in rearing the young brood, at the same time he attended to the wants of his own family. An hour or two later, grandpa sat in his arm chair under the shade of the graceful elm. Fred had brought his tools, and was converting a large wooden box into a playhouse for his little sister. Annie stood near him, her apron filled vith small bits of broken china, which she called her dishes, and which she was waiting to arrange in her new cupboard. It was very warm and the boys forehead was wet with per spiration. He drew his jacket sleeve, across his face, s he exclaimed, There, Annie, your house is done. Thank you, thank you J dear brother, cried the little girl I in an ecstasy of delight. She emp tied the bright-colored croclcery