Louisa's Tenderness to the Little Birds in Winter

afraid to quit the warm'shelter of the houses, now returned to the woods and groves. The birds in our little Louisa’s aviary were confined, and therefore could not get away ; but they showed their inclination to depart, by flying against the windows, and pecking the glass with their bills. Louisa, not being able to comprehend what could make them so uneasy, asked her papa if he could tell the cause of it. “ I know not, my dear,” said her papa, “ but it is possible these little birds may have left some companions in the fields, which they now wish to see, and as they now can procure their own living, do not wish to be troublesome to you any longer.” “ You are very right, papa,” replied Louisa, “ and they shall have their liberty immediately.” She accordingly opened the window, and all the birds soon flew out of it. These little feathered animals had no sooner obtained, their liberty,-than some were seen hopping on the ground, others darting into the air, or sporting in the trees from twig to twig, and some flying about the windows chirping, as though out of gratitude to their benefactress. Louisa hardly ever went into the fields but she fancied that some of her little family seemed to welcome her approach, either by hopping before her, or

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