MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



might have been settled upon appropri- 

 ately for our artist-poet bird. Campanini- 

 Coleridge, or Mendelssohn-Schiller, or 

 Capoul de Heredia, for instance. Love 

 would soon have found a suitable diminu- 

 tive. But it is not an easy matter to put 

 aside even an undesirable given name, as 

 many owners of misfit appellations can tes- 

 tify. So Mr. Chupes he was from the out- 

 set, and as Mr. Chupes he will always be re- 

 membered by his hosts of devoted friends. 

 When poor little Jenny first came to me 

 she seemed unable to understand her hap- 

 piness, but she soon learned to take all the 

 good things that came in her way. The 

 morning after her arrival I carried her 

 where the sun's rays could fall on her and 

 warm her thoroughly. This was evidently 

 a new experience, and at the earlier stages 

 of the proceeding she appeared completely 

 dazed; but as the blessed warmth found its 

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