Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1884-03-08
Kitt7Is Tram.

One cold day in January Kitty Blake
had dined with grandma and was on ner
way home through the fields Perhaps
you wonder why Kitty should walk in the
fields when the snow was so deep. But
there was hard crust on the snow and
she could skip along over it without break
ing through. 1t was great fun.
Suddenly she stopped, for ihare in a
slight hollow in the snow lay tiny bird
Poor little birdie it must have frozen
to DEATH" said Kitty softly, and tear
stood in her eye, for she had a tender
heart for sll little creatures. Then she
said non !" and gave start that sent the
tears tumbling over her muff, for just that
instant one of the birds legs twitched aud
the tears would not stay back.
''P'r'aps it's alive, after all. she
thought, and she picked it up and tucked
it into her mutf. Her muff was lined with
fur.
She reached home quite breathless, and
when she took out the bird and laid it on
mammals lap it gave one little Poop !'
stood on its legs, and then flew up into the
ivy that ran all about the south bay
window.
"Wnat made it make b'liege dead ~
asked Kitty.
at didn't make believe, said mamma.
are dizzy. But if you had not found it, it
would soon have frozen to death.
K;tsy named him The Tramp" and he
lived in the bay window with mamma s
plants. This bay window was shut off
from the rest of the room by glass doors
1t was sunny and fragrant home for the
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to have it just then.
For on the first day of February It be-
gan to snow and showed three days. and
when it cleared there were piles and piles
of snow.
Great hocks of birds then came about
the house searching for food.
ave must feed them or they will die, :"
said mamma. 1.-The snow is SO deep they
cannot find food"
So Kitty scattered meal and hemp seed
on the snow and tied .neaty bones on the
lilac and rose bushes, and thee wasn't a
moment of the day when some blue Jay or
snow bird or chickadee or robin was not
picking up grain or pecking at the bones.
That is the way to have birds In win
ter, " said Kittie
The Tramp lid not seem to care a fig
about his relations till one day in March,
when flock Of chickadees few past, and
he Huttered against the windows and
begged to be let out.
Mamma opened the window and off he
few Kitty sighed and said, That is
the last of him, l suppose" Bat it wasn't,
One sunny May day Charley was sitting
up in bed. Charley is kitty's brother.
He had been sick, and the window was
open so he could breathe the soft spring
air. Suddenly bird dropped upon the
window-sill aud began to whistle Chick.
dee dee !" so bhthely and cock his head
at Charley.
cts the Tramp - said Charley and
sure enough it was. After that he came
almost every day If the window was
shut, they opened it for him. Charley
used to hide hemp seed and sugar under
the edge Of the pillows for the Tramp to
find. He always found it. Sometimes
he would tie sugar up in a paper, and the
Tramp would peck at it until he got IL
out.
He would perch on Charley's shoulder
and eat seeds from his mouth.
lie wanted to build a nest in an old let
ter-box nailed up against wall. Ever sc
many brds-hluebirds, wrens and spar
EO"s- wanted TO Dullu III thas DoAi TOO
The Tramp was brave little fellow, an6
q good fighter, but he never would have
driven the birds of if Kitty had not helped
him.
81 love all the birds, said Kitty, but
the Tramp is my very own bird.
So he and his mate built nest anC
raised a family of birds in peace, aud nov
Kitty and Charley call the old letter-bol
l." The Tramps Home y Little Men anC
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