THE TWO WILLS. 119 "BLESS GOD FOR THIS DOLL." 122 BESSIE HARTWELL. 126 "MARY'S GREAT TREASURE." 131 "SUSAN WILL BE HAPPIER IF I GO WITH HER." 133 THE NEWS-BOYS' BANK. 135 IDA'S DRESS. 144 WHAT MADE WILLIE HAPPY. 148 DO YOU INTEND TO BE A GENTLEMAN? (A QUESTION FOR BOYS.) 150 GENEROUS NELLY; OR, THE WILLING MIND. 153 LOVEST THOU ME? 155 MY LITTLE BAG. 158 DO YOU LIKE YOUR SEAT? 160 THE LITTLE BEGGAR. 164 LITTLE CHARLEY. 170 DARLING WILLIE. 173 WIDOW CAHOON AND HER GRANDSON. 178 THE NEST IN THE HONEYSUCKLES. CHAPTER I. [Illustration] "Do come here, mother," said Eddie, carefully tip-toeing from the window, and beckoning with his hand. "Here is something I want to show you. Come carefully, or I am afraid you will frighten it." Mrs. Dudley laid aside her book, and stepped cautiously forward, Eddie leading the way back to the window. "What is it?" she inquired. "It is a bird with straw in its mouth, and I do believe it is going to build a nest." Mrs. Dudley stood by her little boy a few minutes, looking from the window. Presently a robin alighted on the walnut tree, directly before them, with a bunch of dry grass in its mouth. It rested a few seconds, and then flew in among the branches of a honeysuckle which twined around the pillars, and crept over the top of the porch. A fine, warm place it was for a nest, sheltered from the north winds, and from the driving rains, and from the hot rays of the noon-day sun. Eddie and his mother watched the bird for some time. It would bring straws, and arrange them in its nest, as only a bird can; and then it would away again, and come back, perhaps, with its bill covered and filled with mud, which it used for mortar in fastening the materials in their places. Then it would get in the nest, and, moving its feet and wings, would make it just the right shape to hold the pretty eggs she would lay in it, and the little robins she would love so well, and feed so carefully. The robin was industrious, and worked hard to get the house finished in season. I think she must have been very tired when night came, and she flew away to her perch to rest till morning. I do not see how she could balance herself so nicely on one foot, as she slept with her head turned back, and half-hidden beneath her wing.