POOR MISS JENNY'S HEART 



called to him appealingly and be braved us 

 all. With a force sufficient to bruise his 

 tender little body he threw himself against 

 the wires in a violent effort to liberate her. 

 I opened the door of the cage and let them 

 fly off together, but, as usual, I had to ac- 

 company them to the best of my walking 

 abilities. 



And so the days passed in strolls in the 

 fields, flights among the trees, nest-build- 

 ing, exchange of food, and in general hap- 

 piness for the strange little couple. I used 

 to wonder anxiously how it would all end. 



Jenny could not take care of herself; I 

 had proved it again and again; but I had a 

 new demonstration of the fact o-ne day 

 when we three went sauntering through 

 the fields looking for such " delicatessen " 

 as birds relish. Suddenly the wild mate 

 gave a warning cry and flew away, evi- 

 dently expecting Jenny to follow him. She, 

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