"You are mistaken," said the bird, though she spoke politely. "A nest is
the only house there is."
"Well, a burrow is our house," declared Sammie. "You'll see."
He was soon home, and, while the bird waited outside, he went in to ask
his mother if she knew of a nest Mrs. Wren could hire.
"What a funny question!" said Mamma Littletail. "I will go out and see
Mrs. Wren."
So she went out, and the bird asked about a nest. But, as the rabbits
never had any use for them, the bunny knew nothing about such things.
"Oh, dear!" exclaimed the bird. "Wherever shall I stay to-night? Oh,
what trouble I am in."
"You might stay with us to-night," said Mamma Littletail, kindly, "and
look for a nest to-morrow."
"I never lived in a burrow," said Mrs. Wren, "but I will try it," so she
flew down into the underground house, and to-morrow night I am going to
tell you how she did a great kindness to Uncle Wiggily Longears.
VII
UNCLE WIGGILY GETS SHOT
Early the next morning Mrs. Wren, who had spent the night at the home of
the Littletail family, got up. She had some cabbage leaves for her
breakfast, and then started to leave the burrow where the rabbits lived.
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