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been one, and when it began to grow 

 dark I wondered what would become of 

 me. To be all alone in that dark, dark 

 room would be terrible ; and there was 

 no getting to any other birds owing to 

 that shut window. But I need n't have 

 been afraid. For, just as I was working 

 myself up into a good deal of excite- 

 ment, Fessor came in, and after giving 

 me some more warm bread and milk, 

 which made me feel so comfortable and 

 so sleepy, he said : " And now, little 

 birdie, I '11 have to find a bed for you." 

 Then I watched him from the desk, 

 where he had placed me, and he got a 

 large Indian basket, and after putting 

 some soft white rags at the bottom, he 

 caught me though I tried to hop 

 away and putting me down amongst 

 the rags, he wrapped me up in one of 



