Sidney Lanier tells of a mocking-bird six weeks of age being
kept in a cage with another young bird who was so ill he could
hardly move. One day food happened to be delayed in coming,
and Bob got furiously hungry. He called and screamed and made
a great row. At last it appeared, and he took in his beak the
ball of egg and potato, snatching it out of the hand, and then,
instead of eating it, ran across the cage and gave the whole of
it to his sick friend.--OLIVE THORNE MILLER, “The Bird
Our Brother.”
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