Agnes S. Underwood, The Story of a Robin
“ Cock Robin, having dismissed the four, turned to his wife and Robinette.“I hope, my dear, he was not hurt by his rough brothers and sisters?”“No,” she replied, “he was not hurt; and I am now satisfied that his legs and wings are all they should be. As for his brains, he has more in his little head than [15] all the others put together. I feel sure Robinette will have a history.”Cock Robin put his head first to one side, then to the other, and gave a funny, chirrupy laugh.“Ah! you mother birds are all alike; you think your special nursling is sure to turn out the flower of the flock.” ”
