. Bird-lore . grew like anyhealthy child. The first day or two he kept trying to get out but he soon got used to hiscage and was apparently happy. He learned to answer to the name Bobbyand would chirp back every time we called him. At first he did not know howto pick up his food. He just opened his mouth and let us put the food in would dip my finger in water and he would open his mouth and catch the (259) 260 Bird - Lore drops from my finger. After we had had him about two weeks he began topick up food for himself though he still liked to have us feed him. Just about this time my neighbo
. Bird-lore . grew like anyhealthy child. The first day or two he kept trying to get out but he soon got used to hiscage and was apparently happy. He learned to answer to the name Bobbyand would chirp back every time we called him. At first he did not know howto pick up his food. He just opened his mouth and let us put the food in would dip my finger in water and he would open his mouth and catch the (259) 260 Bird - Lore drops from my finger. After we had had him about two weeks he began topick up food for himself though he still liked to have us feed him. Just about this time my neighbor came running over with another babyRobin, which she had taken right out of the mouth of that same cat, and wantedto know if I would adopt it. This one was older than Bobby was when we gothim, and was so frightened that he would not eat. I worked over him for acouple of hours but he would not open his mouth. At last, I tried to open it,thinking if 1 could only get one worm in he would eat. That frightened him. BOBBY FEEDING THE LITTLE BIRD SO he fainted away, so I gave up and put him in the cage with Bobby as soonas he became conscious. Bobby was inclined to peck him at first, but by night had grown quitefriendly toward him. The next morning Bobby didnt eat well. He kept tak-ing food in his mouth but did not swallow it. I was occupied so could hot waitto see what evidently happened. But from the sounds that came from theporch Bobby was feeding the little one. An Experience with a Robin 261 After breakfast we went out to feed them some worms. The little one wouldnot take a thing from our hands and did not know enough to pick them would take a worm and break it up in inch lengths and have his mouthfull of the pieces but would not swallow. We were puzzled. Just then Bobbyhopped up to the little one and pecked him twice on the bill. The little oneopened his mouth and in went the pieces, one at a time. From that time Bobby took entire charge of the little one and would not
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