. Stories about birds, with pictures to match . N the days of my boyhood, I one11 : day found a sparrows nest, when Iwas walking in the meadow withmy little sister. There were fourlittle sparrows in the nest, too young tobe able to fly. The old birds left thenest as we approached, and hovered around,not far off, showing a great deal of love fortheir offspring, and evidently not a little afraidthat they were soon to be left childless. Bothmy sister and myself looked upon this scenefor some minutes with a great deal of examined the nest, and admired the skilland ingenuity which the b
. Stories about birds, with pictures to match . N the days of my boyhood, I one11 : day found a sparrows nest, when Iwas walking in the meadow withmy little sister. There were fourlittle sparrows in the nest, too young tobe able to fly. The old birds left thenest as we approached, and hovered around,not far off, showing a great deal of love fortheir offspring, and evidently not a little afraidthat they were soon to be left childless. Bothmy sister and myself looked upon this scenefor some minutes with a great deal of examined the nest, and admired the skilland ingenuity which the birds had displayedin building it. How nicely it was braidedtogether. There were coarse straws and stickson the outside of it, and on the inside therewere fine hairs, and little bits of cotton, and. STORIES ABOUT BIRDS. 827 wool, and thistle down, curiously and beauti-fully interwoven. It was a charming piece ofworkmanship, that little sparrows nest. Well,as I stood there looking at it, I thought itwould be a fine thing to take those little spar-rows home with us, nest and all. I had neverhad any tame birds; and I did not doubt thatI could soon make these sparrows so tame thatthey would come and hop upon my shoulder,when I called them. Forgetting every kindand generous feeling, in this one selfish desire,I was about to climb up the tree, and securethe helpless sparrows, when my sister madesuch an appeal to my better feelings, that myarm was entirely unnerved. I did not violatethe peace of that happy family, but left themchirping their gratitude and gladness. Boyshave often strong temptations to rob the nestsof the beautiful birds that cluster around theabodes of men, so confidingly, so lovingly. Ihave had some such temptations. But never,since my sisters eloquent plea for the you
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