so; but, speakin' uv hansum,' sez she, 'hev yer seed Mr. Peckerwood
lately?'

"Dat made de Blue Jay kint er mad; an' sezee, 'Yer pyear ter tuck er
mighty intrus' in 'im.'

"'Well, I dunno 'bout'n dat,' sez Miss Robin, sez she, kinter lookin'
shame. 'I dunno 'boutn dat; but, den I tink he's er mighty _hansum_
bird,' sez she.

"Well, wid dat de Jay Bird 'gun ter git madder'n he wuz, an' he 'lowed
ter hisse'f dat he'd ax Miss Robin ter his house, so's she could see how
he'd fix de Peckerwood; so he sez,

"'Miss Robin, I gwine ter hab er party ter-morrer night; de
Woodpecker'll be dar, an' I'd like fur yer ter come.'

"Miss Robin 'lowed she'd come, an' de Jay Bird tuck his leave.

"Well, de nex' night de Jay sot in 'is nes' er waitin' fur 'is cump'ny;
an' atter er wile hyear come de Woodpecker. Soon's eber he seed de
sticks ercross de do', he sez, 'Wy, pyears like yer ben er fixin' up,'
sezee. 'Ain't yer ben er buildin'?'

"'Well,' sez de Jay Bird, 'I've jes put er few 'provemunce up, fur ter
keep de scritch-owls outn my nes'; but dar's plenty room fur my frien's
ter git thu; jes come in,' sezee; an' de Woodpecker he started thu de
crack. Soon's eber he got his head thu, de Jay pullt de chip out, an' de
big stick fell right crossn his neck. Den dar he wuz, wid his head in
an' his feet out! an' de Jay Bird 'gun ter laff, an' ter make fun atn