. The bird . THE l3CHT3i£ The celebrated Pre-aux-Clercs, now known as the Marche Saint Germain, is, as everybody knows, on Sundays, the Bird Market of Paris. The place has more than one claim on our curiosity. It is a vast menagerie, frequently renewed—a shifting, strange museum of French ornithology. On the other hand, stich an auction of living beings, of captives many of whom feel their captivity, of slaves whom the auctioneer exposes, sells, and values more or less adroitly, indirectly reminds one, after all, of the markets of ^■jr the East, the auctions of human slaves. The winged i
. The bird . THE l3CHT3i£ The celebrated Pre-aux-Clercs, now known as the Marche Saint Germain, is, as everybody knows, on Sundays, the Bird Market of Paris. The place has more than one claim on our curiosity. It is a vast menagerie, frequently renewed—a shifting, strange museum of French ornithology. On the other hand, stich an auction of living beings, of captives many of whom feel their captivity, of slaves whom the auctioneer exposes, sells, and values more or less adroitly, indirectly reminds one, after all, of the markets of ^■jr the East, the auctions of human slaves. The winged iL slaves, without understanding our languages, do not the 1 less vividly express the thought of servitude; some, born in 1;^ this condition, are resigned to it; others, sombre and silent, dream ever of fi-eedom. Not a few appear to address themselves to you, seem desirous of arresting the passer-bys attention, and ask only for a good master. How often have we seen an intelligent goldfinch, an amiable robin, regarding us wit
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