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large* carpet out  of some hay* Which  she  went  and  spread over
                          the dead bird, and then, having  found in the field moust's room
                          some down  plucked  from  flowers,  and  as  soft  as  cotton, she
                          laid it  on each  side of the htrd^  that  he might  lie warmly in
                          the  cold  earth,  “ Farewell,  you  pretty  bird 1 "  said  she,
                          ** farewell!  and  take  my  thanks  for  your  pretty  singing
                          throughout  the  summer, when  the  trees wore green,  and  the
                          warm sun shone  down upon  as.”  She  then  laid  her head on
                          the  bird's  breast, but was  immediately startled,  for it  felt as if
                          sonielhing went  thump* thump !  inside.  *£ftls TO  the  bird's
                          heart,  fur  the bird  was  not  dead ;  he  had only been senseless,
                          and now that he  was  warmed  he began  to revive.  In autumn
                          all  the  swallows fly  away 1o warm countries, but if one of them
                          hnppens to get  belated,  it. generally  becomes frozen, and  drops
                          down as if dead* and remains lying wherever  it  happens to fall,
                          and  the  cold snow then covers  it over,
                             Maja trembled  with  fright,  for  the bird  was very*  very big
                          compared  to  herself,  who  was  only  an  inch  high.  Si ill  she
                          took  course,  and  laying  the  cotton  more  (luckly round  the
                          poor swallow, she  fetched  a  leaf o f  curled  mint  that served for
                          her  counterpane,  and  spread  it  over  the  bird’s head.  In the
                          following ni^ht she again stole to sec him* when she  found him
                          alive*  hut very faint.  He could  only jnst open  his eyes  for a
                          moment to look at  Maja, as she stood before  him with a piece of
                          phosphorescent wood  in her hand, for this was the only lantern
                          she could  command.  “ Thank you, my pretty little  maiden,’*
                          said the sick swallow,  “ J am nicely warmed  now,  and  I shall
                          soon get my strength  again*  and  be  able  to  fly abroad  in the
                          warm  sunshine,"  “ Oh*"  cried  Maja, et but  it  is  cold  out  of
                          doors* for it  snows and  freezes ;  keep  in your warm  bed,  and
                          1 11 take care  of  you,"  She  then  brought  the  s w a llo w   some
                          water in the leaf of a  flower, and after  he  had  drunk, ho told
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