“I know not how long I lay there. When at last I made an effort to raise myself, the pain of the fall and fatigue of the journey so paralysed me that I could not move. The dread of death filled my breast when I saw approaching me two charming birds, one a nicely-marked coquettish Magpie, the other a rose-coloured Ringdove. The Dove stopped a few paces off and gazed on me with compassion, but the Magpie hastened to my side, saying, ‘Ah, my poor child, what has befallen you in this lonely spot?’ “
Illustration from Public and Private Life of Animals, 1876
Part II - History of a White Blackbird
