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 it won't last long. He'll be trying it over again soon, and they'll not always make up so easy. I do wish he had firmer principles!"

Mrs. Polly was right. It was not very long before there was trouble again in the sparrow's household. One afternoon the bright-eyed sparrow looked very anxious. She flew backward and forward, and perched on the top of the tallest trees and looked about in every direction, and then she flew home again and peered out of her little house with a very distressed expression.

"I know what it all means," said Mrs. Polly; "that scamp of a husband of hers is off again. I must give him a talking to. He ought to set a better example to his young family."

"Good-evening, my dear," she called to the bright-eyed sparrow, who was just then looking out of her house; "hasn't your