XV.

_THE SELFISH SPARROW AND THE HOUSELESS CROWS._

A sparrow once built a nice little house for herself, and lined it

well with wool and protected it with sticks, so that it equally

resisted the summer sun and the winter rains. A Crow who lived close

by had also built a house, but it was not such a good one, being only

made of a few sticks laid one above another on the top of a prickly

pear hedge. The consequence was, that one day, when there was an

unusually heavy shower, the Crow's nest was washed away, while the

Sparrow's was not at all injured.

In this extremity the Crow and her mate went to the Sparrow, and said,

"Sparrow, Sparrow, have pity on us and give us shelter, for the wind

blows and the rain beats, and the prickly pear hedge thorns stick into

our eyes." But the Sparrow answered, "I'm cooking the dinner; I cannot

let you in now; come again presently." In a little while the Crows

returned, and said, "Sparrow, Sparrow, have pity on us and give us

shelter, for the wind blows and the rain beats, and the prickly pear

hedge thorns stick into our eyes." The Sparrow answered, "I'm eating

my dinner; I cannot let you in now; come again presently." The Crows

flew away, but in a little while returned, and cried once more,

"Sparrow, Sparrow, have pity on us and give us shelter, for the wind

blows and the rain beats, and the prickly pear hedge thorns stick into

our eyes." The Sparrow replied, "I'm washing the dishes; I cannot let

you in now; come again presently." The Crows waited a while and then

called out, "Sparrow, Sparrow, have pity on us and give us shelter,

for the wind blows and the rain beats, and the prickly pear hedge

thorns stick into our eyes." But the Sparrow would not let them in;

she only answered, "I'm sweeping the floor; I cannot let you in now;

come again presently." Next time the Crows came and cried, "Sparrow,

Sparrow, have pity on us and give us shelter, for the wind blows and

the rain beats, and the prickly pear hedge thorns stick into our

eyes." She answered, "I'm making the beds; I cannot let you in now;

come again presently." So, on one pretence or another, she refused to

help the poor birds. At last, when she and her children had had their

dinner, and she had prepared and put away the dinner for next day, and

had put all the children to bed and gone to bed herself, she cried to

the Crows, "You may come in now, and take shelter for the night." The

Crows came in, but they were much vexed at having been kept out so

long in the wind and the rain, and when the Sparrow and all her family

were asleep, the one said to the other, "This selfish Sparrow had no

pity on us; she gave us no dinner, and would not let us in till she

and all her children were comfortably in bed; let us punish her." So

the two Crows took all the nice dinner the Sparrow had prepared for

herself and her children to eat next day, and flew away with it.

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