POOR MISS JENNY'S HEART 



manner, but suddenly she gave a wild 

 scream a scream of recognition it seemed 

 to me and then she flew away in answer to 

 a male robin's call. 



Something peculiar about the bird's note 

 enabled me to identify him. He had 

 haunted the house for two days. As I held 

 my little invalid bird in the sunshine during 

 his last hours, this stranger had appeared 

 at the dining-room window, and Jenny, 

 ever on the alert, had bristled up to him and 

 frightened him away. But how she wel- 

 comed him now! What a transfigured bird 

 she was! I am certain that for a moment 

 she thought it was her beloved Chupes back 

 again; but of course the delusion could not 

 last. She soon recognized the fact that it was 

 a stranger; but he was wooing her. He was 

 not distant and absorbed'in song. He would 

 even be willing to take an interest in 

 the nest and perhaps to help in its construc- 

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