154 THE TURTLE-DOVE'S NEST. THE TURTLE DOVE'S NEST. ERY high in the pine tree "Coo," said the turtle-dove; "Coo," said she. "Oh, I love thee," said the turtle-dove; "And I love thee." In the long shady branches Of the dark pine tree, How happy were the doves In their little nursery! The young turtle-doves Never quarrelled in the nest, For they dearly loved each other, Though they loved their mother best; Old Mother Duck has hatched a brood 156 DAME DUCK'S FIRST LECTURE. There is a quiet little stream, That runs into the moat, Where tall green sedges spread their leaves, Close by the margin of the brook Of straw, and leaves, and withered grass, And there she sat for four long weeks, Until the ducklings all came out Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine! One peeped out from beneath her wing, "That's very rude," said old Dame Duck. "Get off! quack, quack, quack, quack!" ""Tis close," said Dame Duck, shoving out So, rising from her nest, she said, DAME DUCK'S FIRST LECTURE. "Yes," said the little ones, and then She went on to explain : "A well-bred duck turns in its toes "Yes," said the ducklings, waddling on; "Yes," said the little ducks again, "Now to the pond," said old Dame Duck Splash, splash! and in they go. "Let me swim first," said old Dame Duck, There, snap at those great brown-winged flies, "Now when you reach the poultry-yard, The hen-wife, Molly Head, Will feed you, with the other fowls, "The hens will peck and fight, but mind, Will gobble up the food as fast As well-bred ducks should do. 157 |