Natural history -- Juvenile fiction; Ornamental birds -- Juvenile fiction; Robins as pets -- Juvenile fiction
“I was much surprised, as you may suppose, to hear a young gentleman
acknowledge, that he was obedient only when he was watched; for I had
always thought, that, as greater praise is due to those who perform
their duty voluntarily, the inducement to do so must be stronger where
confidence is reposed, at least to a generous mind. Master William,
however, could not, I imagined, possess any generous sentiments, since
he was so cruel as to deprive little, inoffensive animals of their
beloved offspring, and that too for sport.
“He and his servant were now approaching that part of the hedge where
Sophia’s poor little birds had built. She was at the window during
the above conversation, and was, doubtless, greatly alarmed for the
helpless nestlings. After a short pause, Master William suddenly
exclaimed, ‘I do think there are young birds in this hedge, for I heard
some chirp.’ ‘Like enough,’ said John, and immediately they began to
search.
“Poor Sophia, on hearing the last words, left the room, in order to
request her mother’s interposition in behalf of _her_ nest, as she
called it. Her mother, therefore, went down into the garden, where she
found Master William actually in possession of the nest, the little
ones chirping with terror, and the parent birds fluttering about the
hedge in visible distress. ‘Dear Master Stanton,’ said she, ‘I am sure
you cannot be sensible of the pain you are inflicting on those poor
little birds, by disturbing their nest, for I am persuaded that you do
not intend depriving them of it.’ ‘Yes, but I do, though,’ said he.
‘And what do you propose to do with them?’ ‘Oh, I shall play with them,
and give them to my little sisters to amuse them.’ ‘But can you find
amusement while giving pain to any animal?’ ‘Why, as to that, I shall
not hurt them; and then, you know, they will not feel any pain.’ ‘But
is hunger no pain?’ ‘Oh, I shall feed them.’ ‘That I am not sure you
will be able to do; and even if you were, do you think the old birds
will suffer nothing from the loss of them? See how distressed they now
appear.’ ‘Oh, the boys at school say that is all nonsense; they will
soon forget their grief.’ ‘Well, I see you are not to be prevailed
on, for the sake of the poor little birds, perhaps you will replace
them when I tell you, that they have been for some time a source of
amusement to one of my daughters, who is deprived of many comforts by
an illness which confines her entirely to the house, and from which we
have indeed every thing to apprehend.’
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