"Am I never to be rid of that stupid thing?" he cried, but when he was told that through all his illness the faithful bird had sat there opposite his window, scarcely touching food, his hard heart melted, and from thenceforth Mr. Goosey treated his feathered friend with the greatest kindness.
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| From col. Chi. Acad. Sciences. | CANADA GOOSE. ¼ Life-size. | Copyright by Nature Study Pub. Co., 1898. Chicago. |
THE CANADA GOOSE.
"Steering north, with raucous cry,
Through tracts and provinces of sky,
Every night alighting down
In new landscapes of romance,
Where darkling feed the clamorous clans
By lonely lakes to men unknown."