The little birds in the nest in the vines on the garden fence are nearly
grown up. Their mother still feeds them.
You see the mother bird with a worm in her beak, and the little birds
with their beaks wide open!
I was out walking the other day and passed the Zoo; there I fed with
grass some of the two-year-old elk; the bucks had their horns "in the
velvet." I fed them through the bars.
White House, June 12th, 1904.