the care of cats or dogs, yet how few mothers or teachers take pains
to teach the right care of these commoa animals, which are to be
found everywhere, and are dependent on man for their happiness.
A child will not discriminate between the bird bred in a cage and
the bird taken from the mother's nest for the purpose of being
brought up in a cage, and while birds are given as pets to children,
not only the traffic in canaries is encouraged, but the snaring, or the
capturing by other means, of our own song birds will continue. It stems
to me there is but one lesson to teach children in relation to birds, —
that they were made to be free, and to have space to use the wings
that surely cannot have proper exercise even in the confined space
of a house.
Let those who already have birds take good care of them, by all
means ; give them the right food and plenty of fresh water, and as
much freedom as possible in the limits of the house ; but let those
who are true bird-lovers discourage the traffic in birds in every way
possible, no matter how hopeless it may seem just now to endeavor
to put a stop to it, for the influence of every individual counts.
Anna Harris Smith.
To THE Editor of Bird-Lore.
Dear Sir: — In the main Mrs. Miller's statement of the case is the
one that I have come to adopt. In fact, my prejudices against the
practice of caging birds were entirely banished and the whole subject
revealed in a new light by reading Mrs. Miller's 'Bird Ways.'
Such wonderful possibilities of bird happiness, child culture and edu-
cation, and bird study were opened up by this little book that, from
being opposed to caged birds, I was converted to believe that the
cage might be made one of the most important factors in the great
new field of bird study, and, I hope, actual bird culture, which seems
to be dawning before us.
The subject has a number of ethical bearings which Mrs. Miller
does not touch upon, two of which I may point out.
First: We may not only have a "right" to confine a bird, but
it may become a duty which we owe not only to the bird itself, but to
the community as well. The moment before beginning to write this
a young Robin was sitting warmly in my hand gulping down earth-
worms and blackberries. He is now sleeping quietly in a cage by
my side. I picked him up this noon on the ground under the nest,
unable to fly, and I love to think of him safe and cosy instead of
fluttering in the jaws of some miscreant cat. Some days ago a boy
came and told me that a neighbor's wife had taken a young Robin
away from her cat "and put it on top of the shed" (to fall down
into the cat's mouth again). At my request he brought the bird, but
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