Natural history -- Juvenile fiction; Ornamental birds -- Juvenile fiction; Robins as pets -- Juvenile fiction
“I remained a long time with the bird-fancier, for, though frequently
offered for sale, I was as often refused, for the reason I before
mentioned. At length, that Providence which deigns to watch over the
meanest of our species, conducted Master Charles to deliver me from my
prison. He purchased me for his little sister, and, from his attention
to me during our journey, and from the apparent kindness of the whole
family towards our species, I have some hopes of comfort here. Yet,
such is my aversion to confinement, under any circumstances, that I
shall certainly seize the first opportunity to regain my liberty.”
CHAP. IV.
When the goldfinch had thus ended her interesting narrative, with which
I was at once affected and delighted, I no longer wondered at her
timidity. Indeed, the relation of her numerous misfortunes inspired
me with a degree of respect towards her, which I had not before felt:
our intimacy strengthened daily, and at last ripened into sincere
friendship. I had, too, frequent opportunities of observing some new
trait in my young friends, which excited my esteem and admiration; so
that I considered myself extremely fortunate, in having an agreeable
companion and worthy protectors.
My happiness, however, met with a transient interruption, from a severe
fit of illness, which attacked me about this time. I shall never
forget the kindness of my dear mistress on this occasion. She nursed
me with the greatest tenderness, and administered such things as were
likely to conduce to my restoration, with so much judgment, that I
happily recovered.
As my illness had given my mistress great uneasiness, you may suppose
that my recovery afforded her proportionate pleasure; and in order
to confirm my re-establishment, she ventured to take me again to her
garden, when she went to work there. I kept so close to her, and showed
so little inclination to fly away, that she left me alone on one of the
borders, while she went to the green-house. On her return she found me
near the place where she had left me, and offered me something to eat,
which I refused, for my attention was otherwise engaged. A sudden gloom
seemed to pervade all nature! The sun was concealed by thick clouds,
the birds were entirely silent, and a slight rustling among the trees
indicated an approaching storm. I looked up anxiously at my mistress,
but she seemed quite insensible to the terror that had seized me, and
merely urged me to eat. Finding that she did not understand me, and
that no time was to be lost, I flew for shelter to a neighbouring tree.
My mistress called to me, and I answered; but the pattering of the
rain, which began to descend in torrents, prevented her hearing me,
and obliged her to enter the green-house. I was sadly frightened when
I found myself alone; but I hoped, when the storm was over, to rejoin
my best friend. I heard her calling me at intervals, but I durst not as
yet quit my retreat.
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