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he could not get his body through the little opening. Yesterday he had begun to try. The two foster-parents flew to him again and again with food. But now their own nesting place had become strange to them. They would never go near it again. The young cuckoo was forsaken. A woodpecker ran round the tree. He looked into the hollow and saw the big bird crumpled up. "Hello," said the woodpecker. "How did you get here?" "Born here," said the young cuckoo sulkily. "Oh, were you?" said the woodpecker and he ran round the tree again. When he came back to the opening the young cuckoo was standing up with his mouth open. "Feed me," said he. "I've to rush round frightfully to get something for myself," said the woodpecker. "At least, someone ought to bring me food," said the young cuckoo. "How is that?" said the woodpecker. "Well, oughtn't they to?" said the young cuckoo. "I wouldn't say so," said the woodpecker, "you have the use of your wits, haven't you?" He ran round the trunk of the tree again and devoured a lean grub. The young cuckoo struggled at the opening and screamed again. "Don't be drawing too much attention to yourself," advised the woodpecker when he came to the opening again. "They might take you for a young hawk, you know." "Who might?" said the cuckoo. "The neighbors. They would pull a young hawk to pieces." "What am I to do?" said the young cuckoo. "What's in your nature to do?" "My nature?" said the young cuckoo. "It's my nature to swing myself on branches high up in a tree. It's my nature to spread out my wings and fly over pleasant places. It is my nature to be alone. But not alone as here. Alone with the sound of my own voice." Suddenly he cried, "Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo!" "I know you now," said the woodpecker. "There's going to be a storm," he said; "trust a woodpecker to know that." The young cuckoo strove towards the big sky again, and he screamed so viciously that a rat that had just come out of the ditch fastened his eyes on him. That creature looked bad to the young cuckoo. Rain plopped on the leaves. Thunder crashed. A bolt struck the tree, and the part above the opening was torn away. The young cuckoo flung himself out on the grass and went awkwardly amongst the blue bells. "What a world," said he. "All this wet and fire and noise to get me out of the nest. What a world!" The young cuckoo was free, and these were the first words he said when he went into t
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