THE LARK AND ITS YOUNG ONES
A HINDU FABLE
BY P. V. RAMASWAMI RAJU (ADAPTED)
 A CHILD went up to a lark and said: "Good lark, have you any
"Yes, child, I have," said the mother lark, "and they are
very pretty ones, indeed." Then she pointed to the little
birds and said: "This is Fair Wing, that is Tiny Bill, and
that other is Bright Eyes."
"At home, we are three," said the child, "myself and two
sisters. Mother says that we are pretty children, and she
To this the little larks replied: "Oh, yes, our mother is
fond of us, too."
"Good mother lark," said the child, "will you let Tiny Bill
go home with me and play?"
Before the mother lark could reply, Bright Eyes said: "Yes,
if you will send your little sister to play with us in our
"Oh, she will be so sorry to leave home," said the child;
"she could not come away from our mother."
"Tiny Bill will be so sorry to leave our nest,"
 answered Bright Eyes, "and he will not go away from our
Then the child ran away to her mother, saying: "Ah, every
one is fond of home!"