. Birds and nature . nly desolation and ruin werethere. At the foot of the tree lay theform of Mrs. B. Exposure, sorrow,and excitement had done their was a lifeless form which met hertearful gaze. The fate of Mr. Britisher was neverknown. Rumor assigned his absenceto matrimonial infelicity, but his morecharitable neighbors, as they droppeda tear to his memory, pictured hismangled form a victim to the wantoncruelty or mischievous sport of someidle boy. A gentleman passing by one day sawthe dismantled nest upon the groundand carelessly stirred it with his cane. What is that, uncle? queri
. Birds and nature . nly desolation and ruin werethere. At the foot of the tree lay theform of Mrs. B. Exposure, sorrow,and excitement had done their was a lifeless form which met hertearful gaze. The fate of Mr. Britisher was neverknown. Rumor assigned his absenceto matrimonial infelicity, but his morecharitable neighbors, as they droppeda tear to his memory, pictured hismangled form a victim to the wantoncruelty or mischievous sport of someidle boy. A gentleman passing by one day sawthe dismantled nest upon the groundand carelessly stirred it with his cane. What is that, uncle? queried a lit-tle maid of some five summers whowalked by his side. That, little one, came the answerslowly and impressively, is an aban-doned home. An abandoned home, I repeated,as his words floated up to my , truly to the casual observer thatis all it seems, but, oh, how little dothey dream of the folly, the suffering,the sad, almost tragic ending of thewee feathered couple whom I saw buildthat humble home. 200.
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