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 "Parents must think of that," said he. And on they flew.

Under the eaves of a barn they found an empty swallow's nest. "The very thing for us," they both cried, and alighted to look at it. At this minute who should arrive from the south but the swallow who owned it? He saw at once what they were at and flew straight into it, crying,

"Kwi-kwi-kwivet, My house is not to let."

"How delightful to own a home of your own," said the she-bluebird.

"Isn't it?" agreed the he-bluebird.

"Is that a wren's house over there?" asked she, flying over. But when she attempted to poke her nose inside, out rushed two little wrens at her and scolded her away.

"My love," said he, "how you are trembling. Let us build a house of our own."

And that's what they did. In a stump in an open field they found exactly the hole they wanted and there they made their nest.

It wasn't long before their little ones came and found it the snuggest in the world.