112 What Birds Have Done With Me 



mate on spirituality and the Chickadee is a spirit 

 and must be worshiped in spirit and in truth. 



If men realized their condition of pur-blind- 

 ness, they would have to say, with the one of old 

 whose sight was being restored, "I see men as 

 trees walking," for it's only the exceptional per- 

 son who really sees things just as they are; for 

 only a few things carry any impression to the 

 brain, and where that actually takes place, it is 

 soon effaced. A certain man went from New 

 York to Boston and when his friends asked him 

 what he saw, he replied in a perplexed manner: 

 "Oh I nothing much; all I remember is two hay- 

 stacks I saw out the car window, but they were 

 going in an opposite direction." A brilliant man 

 who graduated from Harvard at nineteen went 

 for a familiar walk along a much-travelled road 

 one Sunday morning, taking with him his two 

 boys, aged six and eight, and a seven-year-old 

 daughter of his host. On his return he said to 

 the little girl's father: "Your daughter made me 

 feel like a fool this morning. As you know, I 

 have taken this walk two or three times a day for 

 the last two weeks and during all that time I can 

 recall seeing only two birds, a Robin and some 

 kind of a wader, so when your little daughter 

 pointed out a half a dozen and knew all about 

 them, too, it made me feel like no end of a fool." 

 An unusually fine, big-hearted, intelligent man, 



