About nine
o'clock every evening, if he was not with her, she went all over the
house, crying: "Davy! Davy! time to go to bed. Come sleep in Bella's
cage."
He was very fond of the nice sweet cakes she got to eat, but she never
could get him to eat coffee grounds--the food she liked best.
Miss Laura spoke to Carl about Bella, and told him he had hurt her
feelings, so he petted her a little to make up for it. Then his mother
told him that she thought he was making a mistake in keeping his
canaries so much to themselves. They had become so timid, that when she
went into the room they were uneasy till she left it. She told him that
petted birds or animals are sociable and like company, unless they are
kept by themselves, when they become shy. She advised him to let the
other boys go into the room, and occasionally to bring some of his
pretty singers downstairs, where all the family could enjoy seeing and
hearing them, and where they would get used to other people besides
himself.
Carl looked thoughtful, and his mother went on to say that there was no
one in the house, not even the cat, that would harm his birds.
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