Chapter XI 



My Illness 



SOON after Uncle Herbert's visit I 

 was taken quite ill. You see I 

 never was very strong, and every little 

 thing, such as a change in the weather, 

 affected me. Yet when I think about 

 it, it was almost worth while to be sick 

 to feel the tender love Fessor gave me 

 at that time. As soon as he found I 

 could n't eat, he went and bought some 

 stuff in a bottle called "bird-food," and 

 placed it in a saucer on the floor for me. 

 But somehow I could not make up my 

 mind to eat any of it until he came and 

 carried me to the saucer, and there, 



