Louisa's Tenderness to the Little Birds in Winter

Louisa; but she observed that the birds were as dull as herself upon the occasion. Every tree and hedge being so covered with snow the poor birds could get nothing to eat, not so much as a grain of corn or a worm was to be found. The feathered inhabitants now forsook the woods and groves, and fled into the neighbourhood of inhabited towns and villages, to seek that relief from man' which nature alone would not then afford them. Incredibly numerous was the flight of sparrows, robins, and other birds, that were seen -in- the streets and court-yards, w’here their little beaks and claws were employed in turning over whatever they thought could afford them a single grain. A large company of these feathered refugees alighted in the yard belonging to the house in which Louisa and her father then were. The distress of the poor birds seemed to afflict the tenderhearted child very much, which her father perceived as soon as she entered his chamber. “ What is it makes you look so pensive now,” said her father, “ since it is but a few minutes ago that you were so remarkably cheerful ?” “ O my dear papa,” said Louisa, “all those sweet dear birds that sung so charmingly but a day or two ago, are now come into the

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