Animals -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Natural history -- Juvenile fiction
The other people of the forest do not like the Blue Jays at all, and if
one of them gets into trouble they will not help him out. This always
has been so, and it always will be so. If it could be winter all the
time, the Blue Jays could be liked well enough, for in cold weather they
eat seeds and nuts and do not quarrel so much with others. It is in the
summer that they become bad neighbors. Then they live in the thickest
part of the woods and raise families of tiny, fuzzy babies in their
great coarse nests. It is then, too, that they change their beautiful
coats, and while the old feathers are dropping off and the new ones are
growing they are not at all pretty. Oh, then is the time to beware of
the Blue Jays!
They do very little talking during the summer, and the forest people do
not know when they are coming, unless they see a flutter of blue wings
among the branches. The Blue Jays have a reason for keeping still then.
They are doing sly things, and they do not want to be found out.
The wee babies grow fast and their mouths are always open for more food.
Father and Mother Blue Jay spend all their time in marketing, and they
are not content with seeds and berries. They visit the nests of their
bird neighbors, and then something very sad happens. When the Blue Jays
go to a nest there may be four eggs in it; but when they go away there
will not be any left, nothing but pieces of broken egg-shell. It is
very, very sad, but this is another of the things which will always be
so, and all that the other birds can do is to watch and drive the Jays
away.
There was once a young Blue Jay in the forest who was larger than his
brothers and sisters, and kept crowding them toward the edge of the
nest. When their father came with a bit of food for them, he would
stretch his legs and flutter his wings and reach up for the first bite.
And because he was the largest and the strongest, he usually got it.
Sometimes, too, the first bite was so big that there was nothing left
for anyone else to bite at. He was a very greedy fellow, and he had no
right to take more than his share, just because he happened to be the
first of the family to break open the shell, or because he grew fast.
This same young Blue Jay used to brag about what he would do when he got
out of the nest, and his mother told him that he would get into trouble
if he were not careful. She said that even Blue Jays had to look out for
danger.
"Huh!" said the young Blue Jay; "who's afraid?"
"Now you talk like a bully," said Mother Blue Jay, "for people who are
really brave are always willing to be careful."
But the young Blue Jay only crowded his brothers and sisters more than
usual, and thought, inside his foolish little pin-feathery head, that
when he got a chance, he'd show them what courage was.
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