MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



curing a number. Armed with the alluring 

 bait, I approached my ward, and, as usual 

 at the sight of a fly between my fingers, he 

 threw back his head and opened his beak, 

 expecting to be fed. His amazement and 

 disappointment when he found that his 

 hungry attitude was unnoticed were almost 

 ludicrous. 



Looking around to see what had hap- 

 pened, he spied the tempting morsels on 

 the table beside him. He again put back 

 his head as if expecting the flies to walk 

 into his beak, but as no such marvel oc- 

 curred, he concluded, after a moment's 

 waiting, to pick them up, and thus the vic- 

 tory was won. Thereafter he no longer 

 opened his beak appealingly when he was 

 hungry, but went to his dishes and sup^ 

 plied himself with food. 



Let me return once more to an incident 

 of Ghupes' babyhood. One afternoon, 

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