. Stories about birds, with pictures to match . as a cannonier, with a cap onhis head, a musket on his shoulder, and a matchin his claw, with which he discharged a smallcannon. The same bird also acted as if he hadbeen wounded, and was carried in a wheel-barrow to the hospital, after which—the ima-ginary cure having been performed—he flewaway before the company. I have known a yellow bird confined in acage, who, whenever he wanted to eat or drink,would draw up a little wagon, running on anincUned plane outside of his cage, his food andwater being placed in the wagon, which wouklreturn of itsel
. Stories about birds, with pictures to match . as a cannonier, with a cap onhis head, a musket on his shoulder, and a matchin his claw, with which he discharged a smallcannon. The same bird also acted as if he hadbeen wounded, and was carried in a wheel-barrow to the hospital, after which—the ima-ginary cure having been performed—he flewaway before the company. I have known a yellow bird confined in acage, who, whenever he wanted to eat or drink,would draw up a little wagon, running on anincUned plane outside of his cage, his food andwater being placed in the wagon, which wouklreturn of itself to the foot of the plane, when thebird let go of the cord that was attached to it. A friend of mine -writes me that she heardan interesting story of a yellow bird last sum-mer, while visiting mth an acquaintance inOswego. Near the dwelling where I was vis-iting, she says, was a nest of unfledged yel-low birds. The children put a canary cage inthe tree, and in it placed the nest, so that themother bird could still provide for her helpless. THE rRISOXED TELLOW PIRD. STOEIES ABOUT BIRDS. 73 family, wliicli slie continued to do. When thebirds were getting large enough to fly, theywere placed in the hall of the house, and thedoor left open through the day; and here themother continued to come and feed them, untilcold weather forced the family to close the birds were still kept in the cage, and thenext season what was their surj)rise, to see thesame bird return, and as she was wont to do,Drinsf them food, not havinof, as is usual, foro;ot-ten her progeny. My little friend, I know you are interested inthis bird. I will not do you so much injusticeas to doubt that 3^ou love him, and that you aredelighted with his cheerful notes. Well, then,3ou are doubtless prepared to listen to somewords which I have ventured to put into hismouth, and which, I frankly confess, one doesnot often hear in his usual, every-day, out-of-door sonoj: o A Yellow Bird complained one dayThat he wa
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