The boys chased the Crow, throwing sticks and stones and scolding her for some time.
"How nice it is to be free," chirped the glad Canary, finding herself once more in the Crow's nest.
"Of course, it's nice. You'd better take care if you want to stay free," scolded the Crow.
The Canary, safe in the Crow's nest, started life anew. Never again did she complain of either cold or hunger.
One day, the Crow flew away in search of food and stayed all night in the field. When she returned she found the little Canary lying in the nest with her little legs up—cold and stiff.
The Crow tilted her head to one side and looking very closely at the Canary, she said:
"Well, I told you you were not a real bird."
