Harper's Young People, April 5, 1881 (Illustrated)

"Put it back, Jim. Do put it back."
"Why?" Jim whispered, with a startled glance along the wood path. "Is the master in sight, Ned?"
"We are in sight of the Master, Jim."
Jim drew a long breath of relief, and put his finger into the open mouth of one of the unfledged blackbirds. "You frightened me for a moment," he said, "but I see you were only talking Sunday-school stuff. Of course, as Squire's forbid us to touch the nests here, we must mind he doesn't see, that's all."
"Put it back, Jim, lad...