My much-plumed friend of tangled copse and vale,
That fain would hide the mars of autumn’s hour,
Henceforth I strive that others only see
My higher self as outward graces fail,
And see that self through love’s ennobling power.
Jenny Terrill Ruprecht.
TOPSY.
Ethel Tyler has a tame crow for a pet. It is so black and such a mischievous creature that Ethel named her Topsy.
Topsy was quite small when given to Ethel, and she has learned to say a number of words.
There is a large orchard back of the house, and Topsy seems to think this her special playground. Here she can play about and “caw” to her heart’s content.