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On the mantel a full-grown partridge was crouch- 

 ing. It must have been frightened indeed to have 

 flown in through the window like that. Perhaps 

 a fox or a hawk had been after it. It was badly 

 cut by the broken glass. 



They took the wounded partridge and put it in 

 a cage. They set the cage out on the porch in the 

 shadow of the vines. 



The next day they heard another partridge 

 whistling to it. It was the wounded one's mate. 

 All day it called 

 from some hid- 

 ing-place among 

 the bushes. 



The wounded 

 one answered 

 the call, but its ^-f 



. . , The two Partridges 



fainter and 



fainter. They gave it food and water, but it had 

 been so badly cut that when they came to look at it 

 the next morning, it was dead. Another partridge 

 was on the porch close to the cage. When they 

 came out it flew away. It must have been the 

 mate that had been calling the day before. 



