MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



beyond such trivial considerations as mis- 

 placed feathers. 



The birds never perched on these occa- 

 sions; they reclined. Their eyes were al- 

 ways fixed unflinchingly on the great orb, 

 their heads thrown back, their beaks open, 

 their wings and tails spread and resting on 

 the ground or wherever they chanced to be, 

 and each individual feather stood out by it- 

 self until the birds possessed the appear- 

 ance of etherial, illuminated, fluffy beings, 

 twice their natural size. 



In the photograph of Chupes and his 

 attendant (the presence of the latter 

 in the picture is an accident, by the way; 

 she supposed herself out of camera range), 

 you have some idea of his loving, trustful 

 attitude towards his human friends. No 

 doubt the story of the little waifs enables 

 you to understand much of their affection 

 and intelligence, but in order to have really 

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