a corner, and evidently served as Graywhisker's

bed.

"You'll have to make your bed over to-*night, my friend," said the sparrow, rumpling the bed over and scattering the rags all over the floor. "Hallo! what's this?" he said, as he came upon a smooth round object.

"I declare, if it isn't a hen's egg! The old thief! I wonder how he managed to get it in here without breaking it! I guess I'll save him the trouble of breaking it;" and he pecked at it until he had made a hole large enough for the inside of the egg to run out. He gave a mischievous laugh as he saw the liquid oozing out, and then continued his search.

"Whew!" he said again; "it's getting rather stifling here, I must hurry up. Where in the world can that ribbon be?" and he looked carefully around in every direction. "Hooray!" he exclaimed, as he