. Bird-lore . he leaves began to turn, I expectedhim to go southward; but September came and passed, and he seemed to haveno thought of going. October 18, in the morning, he seemed restless, andfinally flew away, and, as it had grown quite cold, I felt sure he had 22, he returned, and came to the window to be let in out of the cold,and when I went out he flew to my shoulder and expressed his joy in every (135) 136 Bird - Lore possible way. He remained here until October 25, when, after spendingSunday and the night in the house, he winged his way southward, leavinga lonely feel
. Bird-lore . he leaves began to turn, I expectedhim to go southward; but September came and passed, and he seemed to haveno thought of going. October 18, in the morning, he seemed restless, andfinally flew away, and, as it had grown quite cold, I felt sure he had 22, he returned, and came to the window to be let in out of the cold,and when I went out he flew to my shoulder and expressed his joy in every (135) 136 Bird - Lore possible way. He remained here until October 25, when, after spendingSunday and the night in the house, he winged his way southward, leavinga lonely feeling and the hope to see him again in the spring. Among the other bird orphans brought to me by children, were two were most beautiful but I was at a loss to know how to raise could not put them in a cage, so I set up dead limbs of trees in an emptyroom and found this worked to perfection. To find the right kind of foodwas another puzzle, but at last I found bananas to be the thing; in fact. A YOUNG CRACKLE one of them was raised entirely on bananas, while the other would eat boiledveal, strawberries, cherries, and boiled green peas. The intelligence of theselittle creatures was wonderful. They soon learned to know my step, and wouldcall loudly when they heard me come up the stairs, and the moment I openedthe door one would be on my head or shoulder. Often in the night, I wasawakened by their talking in their sleep, this I never observed in any otherbird. When they learned to eat from a dish, I would set the food on the floorand leave the door ajar, to peep in to see the two little ones eat, and hearthem talk to each other as if they were pleased with their bill-of-fare. A Uttle Bank Swallow ought also to be mentioned. A boy brought one to mewhen it was so small that I could not see its bill without glasses, and it seemedalmost impossible to force it open and feed it; but the little thing was so brightand cheerful that it was worth any amount of trouble to r
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