KILLING THE BIRDS

_The needless destruction of birds is not only a wanton and cruel

sport, but costs the farmers of the country a vast sum of money by

allowing injurious insects to flourish._

It was spring. The skies were blue, the grass was green and the

trees were covered with leaves. All nature seemed glad. The farmers

alone were dissatisfied and angry. And why? Because the birds had

eaten so many of their cherries and so much of their grain. They

called a meeting at the town hall to consider what could be done to

prevent this devastation.

At the meeting, the farmers spoke. Each told of his loss through

the greediness of the birds. One farmer said, “The birds come into

my oat field and light on the stalks and actually pick oats out of

the stalks.”

Another one said, “They peck holes in the peaches, and apples, and

eat up the cherries and figs, so that I lose a lot of fruit every

year.”

Still another said, “I wish you could hear the noise they make

around my house. They fly down and eat the chicken feed, then they

fly off to the corn field and eat corn. Heaven only knows how much

it takes to feed them.” And so it was that every farmer complained

of the poor little birds.

Finally they decided that all the birds should be killed. Poor

birds! They had but one friend at the meeting--the school master.

In vain he begged for his friends, the birds; in vain he spoke of

their use to the farmers--of their sweet music. The farmers would

not listen, and the decree went forth that all the birds must go.

By summer all had been killed by the farmers, or by traps set by

the farmers’ boys. The little ones were left to die in the nest.

Not a bird was to be seen.

And now hundreds of worms ate everything that grew. The branches of

the trees were brown and dry, for the worms had eaten the leaves.

There were worms everywhere--but no birds to eat the worms and stop

their ruining the crops. The farmers now realized what a terrible

mistake they had made in killing the birds. Their crops were

ruined. Starvation stared them in the face. What could they do?

They went to the school master to ask his advice. “My friends,”

said he, “you must get birds from somewhere; without birds your

farms are worthless. You see you need the birds to destroy the

worms, or else the worms will destroy your crops.”

At great expense and trouble the farmers went to a distant country

to buy birds. They were brought in cages and turned out to make

their homes in the trees. But it took many years to undo the harm

that had been done by the foolish act of the farmers in destroying

their bird friends.

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