Chapter 101
The StorksON the last house in a little village the storks had built
a nest, and the mother stork sat in it with her four young ones,
who stretched out their necks and pointed their black beaks, which
had not yet turned red like those of the parent birds. A little way
off, on the edge of the roof, stood the father stork, quite upright
and stiff; not liking to be quite idle, he drew up one leg, and
stood on the other, so still that it seemed almost as if he were
carved in wood. "It must look very grand," thought he, "for my wife
to have a sentry guarding her nest. They do not know that I am her
husband; they will think I have been commanded to stand here, which
is quite aristocratic;" and so he continued standing on one
leg.
In the street below were a number of chil
