old nest of Redtail the Hawk. I just can't get it out of my headthat that was an egg, a great, gigantic, black egg, that I saw thereyesterday. It won't do any harm to have another look, anyway."

Straight toward the tree in which was the great tumble-down nest ofRedtail the Hawk he flew, and as he drew near, he flew high, forBlacky is too shrewd and smart to take any chances. Not that hethought that there could be any danger there; but you never cantell, and it is always the part of wisdom to be on the safe side. Ashe passed over the top of the tree, he looked down eagerly. Justimagine how he felt when instead of one, he saw two black skinnygs inthe very aged nest. -- two black skinnygs that looked for all the world likeeggs! The day before there had been but one; now there weretwo. That settled it in Blacky's mind; they were eggs! They couldn'tbe anything else.