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for her, and, because I would not take it, he has had a grudge against me."

6. "Well, you go on your way, father," said Donald. "I will get the good cow back to-day.

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say I will, and you know if I say a thing I mean it.' His father smiled.

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7. "What pranks have you in your head, laddie?" he asked. "For pity's sake do not have high words with John Morse. You will only make the matter ten times worse. do anything mad, Donald."

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8. "Do I look as if I would?" said Donald, drawing himself to his full height. Duncan Mac Ian looked with pleasure and pride at his boy's tall, well-made figure.

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9. "Well, you are a child no longer," said "You are sixteen years old, Donald, and the mountain air has made you strong and sturdy. But I should like to know what you have in your mind."

10. "But I should like not to tell you, daddy," said Donald. "It is nothing wrong. Will that set your mind at rest? "

11. "Well, well, if it is nothing wrong; and now I must be gone," said Duncan, who had been eating a little oat cake, which was very

dry without Brown Kate's milk. "Now remember, Donald," he said, as he went out, "no pranks, if you please."

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"He's singing to me! He's singing to me! And what does he say, little girl, little boy? Oh, the world's running over with joy!

Don't you hear?

Don't you see?

Hush! Look! In my tree,

I'm as happy as happy can be!"

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And five eggs hid by me in the juniper-tree? Don't meddle! don't touch! little girl, little boy, Or the world will lose some of its joy!

Now I'm glad! now I'm free!

And I always shall be,

If you never bring sorrow to me."

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3. So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, To you and to me, to you and to me,

And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy, "Oh, the world's running over with joy!

But long it won't be,

Don't you know? don't

Unless we are as good as can be."

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THE EAGLE'S NEST.-- Part III.

1. Donald watched his father climb the mountain. "It is nothing wrong, but it is no small matter either that I have in hand," he said to himself. "But now I must see to the goats."

2. The goats came at his call. Donald milked them, and put the milk in pans in a cool little dairy. Then he took a small axe, and put it in his belt, and a sharp knife in his pocket; put some bread and a bottle of goat's milk in a leather bag, and took a strong stick with a sharp iron point in his hand. Then he looked for a piece of strong cord, and went out of the cottage.

3. Away he went quickly down the valley. The sun was still low in the east, but he had some distance to go, and he whistled or sang as he went along, till he came to a little inn, from which there was a splendid view over the

mountains.

4. "Good morning, Donald Mac Ian," said a waiter who was going in and out, getting

breakfast ready. "Are you come to go fishing or shooting with the English gentlemen to-day?"

5. "No, I am not; but I want to see the English gentleman that came last week-Dr. Mayne, I mean," said Donald. "Here he comes," said the waiter, as a gentleman came down-stairs, calling loudly for his breakfast.

6. "Directly, directly, sir!" cried the waiter; and as the gentleman came to the inn door Donald touched his cap and went to him. "Ah, my man!" said the Englishman, "have you come to tell me of another big salmon-eh?" 7. "Not to-day, sir," said Donald. "I only wanted to know if you were in earnest the other day, when you said you would gladly give a sovereign to any one who would bring you an eagle's nest."

8. "An eagle's nest? Yes, indeed. But the nest would not be of much use to me. I want the young birds."

9. "And I know where there is a nest with young birds in it," said Donald. "I watched the eagles yesterday sailing here and there, and at last I tracked them out to the wildest bit of all our mountains, sir."

10. "Go and get me them," cried the

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