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41 Illustrated Children's Stories from Enid Blyton

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" Feathers! Feathers! Be care-
ful! There is a big Persian cat in the garden! Don't go down for those cake-crumbs! "
" Oho! " said Feathers to him­self, with a quick look round. " So there is another sparrow who is playing my trick and pretending there are cats about so that she can get the crumbs herself! No, no, little hen-sparrow—you can't trick me like that. I'm too clever."
He flew down to the crumbs and began to peck them up. The little hen-sparrow on" the roof hopped up and down in the greatest "excitement and fear. " Feathers! The cat is there! Come back, come back! Eat the crumbs later
when the cat is gone! "
She made the cat let Feathers go.
Feathers took no notice. He
went on pecking up the crumbs, which were really delicious. That little hen-sparrow could be as clever as she liked—he wasn't going to take any notice.
But the hen-sparrow was not being clever—she was being kind. The cat really was there! And suddenly poor Feathers knew it, for there came a soft rustle—and the Persian cat pounced on the greedy little sparrow.
It would have been the end of Feathers if the little hen-sparrow on the roof hadn't made such a noise. Lucy, the little girl that the cat belonged to, heard the noise and came running out. She made the cat let Feathers go— and he flew off with a broken leg and no feathers in his tail.
Poor Feathers! It was a dreadful punishment for greediness and untruthfulness. He thought he was so clever—but he wasn't even clever enough to know that it is foolish to be greedy and to tell untruths.
If you see a little sparrow with a rather short tail and one limping foot, have a look at him. It's sure to be Feathers.
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