JANE had a bird that she kept in a cage.
It was so tame that it would come to be fed from her hand.
Now and then she would let it out; and it would sit on the top of the cage or fly round the room.
As she liked best to feed it, no one else fed the bird but her.
One day her aunt sent her a box of new toys. She was so pleased with them, that she played all day with them. That day Jane did not feed her bird.
Next day a friend came to see Jane, and once more the poor bird got no food.
Jane and her friend played all day with the box of toys.
On the third day Jane did not care so much for the toys, and she went once more to play with her bird.
She went up to the cage with some nice seed to give to it.
But the poor bird lay dead in the cage. It had died for want of food.
Oh, what pain it must have felt!
Boys and girls, keep this sad tale in your minds, and be kind to your pets.