worms and grasshoppers, and also gave him water occasionally.
I could not forgive myself to think I hadn't asked for advice sooner. I felt sure that, had I done so the first day I took charge of these birds, and then followed instructions, the two would not have died.
Again at the close of the day Baby Swift was put away in his warm wrappings. In the morning I did not hear the usual, "Gitse gitse." Baby Swift had gone to the bird heaven.
It had been a big undertaking to adopt those homeless birds; but I am glad for several reasons that I did it.
First, I am glad that I helped them in their trouble.
Second, I am glad I relieved the boy and his busy mother of caring for them.
Third, I am glad because I have since read in the bird books that the chimney swift is a very useful bird; that he feeds wholly on troublesome insects.
Fourth, I am glad because it gave me opportunity to get acquainted with one more bird. I consider that something worth while.
