MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



People have spent the entire year in the 

 old camping-house; double windows, huge 

 stoves and enormous wood-piles enabling 

 them to laugh at cold and storms; but we 

 did not linger beyond the pleasant early au- 

 tumn season. You may fancy that it was 

 with reluctance that we left this beautiful 

 resort and turned our faces to the south in 

 orthodox bird-fashion. 



On this occasion the robins seemed to 

 understand the reasons for their experience 

 when, packed in their cages, they started 

 on their journey. It meant only a short 

 period of confinement, after which they 

 would have their usual liberty in new sur- 

 roundings, or else the old surroundings so 

 long left behind as to have the appearance 

 of novelty. Therefore no terrible fright, no 

 alarming gasping, accompanied the return 

 journey, although Jenny managed to break 

 two or three of her tail-feathers. I mention 



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