TRAPPED IN A TIN
"At Lake Wanaka (South Island), j where we used to live, we had a little wax-eye friend. We used to put out on a post all the bottles of jam we had finished. We left them there until the birds had got most of the jam out. One day, dad went out to bring a jar in, and found a little wax-eye in it. It's wings had got all sticky with jam, and therefore it couldn't very well fly away. We took 'Birdie' inside and gave him a sort of wash, then rubbed him, and left him by the fire to dry. When he was quite dry we took him outside to let him fly away. (Of course we gave him something to eat.) 'Birdie' flew away but he came back at teatime every day. One day, however, we had to go away and when we came back a few weeks 'Birdie' was' not to be seen; I suppose he thought we had gone away for ever. I felt so sorry for I liked 'Birdie' so much." "TINY TINKLE." Khandallah.
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Evening Post, Volume CXXVIII, Issue 73, 23 September 1939, Page 17
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184TRAPPED IN A TIN Evening Post, Volume CXXVIII, Issue 73, 23 September 1939, Page 17
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