"And a sweet smile on his face?"
"Yes, yes!" cried the cow. "He went up with that smile, and it has been
haunting me ever since," and she burst into a flood of tears.
"Well," said the crow, "he's in the eagle's nest telling stories to the
eaglets, and if he isn't tired of the business by this time, I'm
mistaken."
"Where is the nest?--and how can we get there?"
"Up at the very top of the mountain yonder. Go straight ahead, and you
can't miss it."
[Illustration: THE OLD MAN TELLING STORIES TO THE EAGLETS.]
So straight ahead they went till they came to the rock where the
eagle's nest was. Then what should they do? They could hear the old
man's little, thin voice telling stories to the birds, but they knew he
wouldn't dare come where the cow was, even if he could clamber down
that steep rock. At last, Tab suggested that the cow should hide
herself, while he climbed up into the nest and persuaded the old man.
So the cow hid, and puss scrambled up to the nest and carefully poked
his head in.
"Ah, master!" he whispered; "climb down the rock to-night, and I'll
show you the way home." And he disappeared.
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