Why, its little heart is a thumping as if 'twould burst through its body." Joe was reluctant to loosen his grasp, and between being pulled first one way and then the other by the two children, I was badly bruised.
Finally I was permitted by my young captor to enter the cage, where I sank, trembling and exhausted, to the floor, and remained there all night, being too sore to ascend the perch.
As may be imagined I was very sorrowful and unhappy.

The separation from my mother and my dear companions, coupled with the fear that I might never again wing my blithesome flight through the bright blue sky, but spend the balance of my life in this miserable cell, filled me with despair.

Frantic but useless were my efforts to escape.

In vain I beat my head against the hard steel bars; in vain I endeavored to crowd my body between them.

My prison was too secure.
At length I found that fluttering back and forth buffeting my wings against the sides of my cell only injured me and availed nothing.