MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



a golden-crowned kinglet, I must give you 

 the sad sequel of the incident. The most 

 blustering of storms would have been far 

 less disastrous to the hardy little creature 

 than the shelter of my room, for, at the end 

 of seven or eight hours, he died; not from 

 Chupes' violent attentions, but from over- 

 feeding and the warmth of the house. I 

 suppose that at first he was too dazed to 

 find his way out through the open window, 

 and afterwards too comfortable to care to 

 escape. He was bright and happy up to the 

 very time when the fatal cramp attacked 

 him. Fortunately he did not suffer long. 

 I never see any of his kind without being 

 reminded that my well-meant but mistaken 

 interference caused the death of my charm- 

 ing little visitor. 



I have said that this tragic incident oc- 

 curred in the autumn, and I am ashamed to 

 tell you that, although Chupes had by this 

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