And there isn't anybody that would go into all that underbrush and water only for a bird like that, anyway." "Well, I think it's murder!" cried Corny.

"I thought they ate 'em.

Here! Take your gun.

I'm much obliged; but I don't want to kill things just to see them fall down and die." I took the gun very willingly,--although I did not think that Corny would injure any birds with it,--but I asked her what she thought about alligators.

She certainly had not supposed that they were killed for food.
"Alligators are wild beasts," she said.