. Stories for the household . hat he has learned on his late journey. I dont liketo be down-hearted about it, for that can do no good! Well, after all, theres some prospect for him still, observed theKitchen Cat. VII. Hie Eagles Aest. DOWN from the rocky path sounded a fresh song, merry and strong,redolent of courage and good spirits; and the singer was Rudy, whocame to seek his friend Vesinand. You must help me! We will have Nagli with us. I want to takethe eaglet out of the nest on the rock. Would you not like to take the black spots out of the moon first ? replied Vesinand. That would be ju
. Stories for the household . hat he has learned on his late journey. I dont liketo be down-hearted about it, for that can do no good! Well, after all, theres some prospect for him still, observed theKitchen Cat. VII. Hie Eagles Aest. DOWN from the rocky path sounded a fresh song, merry and strong,redolent of courage and good spirits; and the singer was Rudy, whocame to seek his friend Vesinand. You must help me! We will have Nagli with us. I want to takethe eaglet out of the nest on the rock. Would you not like to take the black spots out of the moon first ? replied Vesinand. That would be just as easy. You seem to be in amerry mood. Certainly I am, for I hope to be married soon. But let us speakseriously, and I will tell you what it is all about. And soon Vesinand and Nagli knew what Rudy wanted. You re a headstrong fellow, they said. It cant be done: you willbreak your neck over it. A man does not fall whos not afraid of falling, Rudy persisted. At midnight they set out with poles, ladders, and ropes; their way. THE EAGLES led through forest and thicket, over loose rolling stones, ever upward,upward, through the dark night. The water rushed beneath them, waterdripped down from above, and heavy clouds careered through the hunters reached the steep wall of rock. Here it was darker thanever. The opposite sides of the chasm almost touched, and the sky couldonly be seen through a small cleft above them, and around them andbeneath them was the great abyss with its foaming waters. The threesat on the rock waiting for the dawning of day, when the eagle shouldfly forth, for the old bird must be shot beforethey could think of cap-turing the young one. Rudy sat on the ground, as silent as if he werea piece of the stone on which he crouched; his rifle he held before himready cocked; his eyes were fixed on the upper cleft beneath which theeagles nest lay concealed against the rock. And a long time had thosethree hunters to wait. J^ow there was a rushing, whirring soun
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