The other two lamented all the afternoon that he had taken the matter so seriously, and were debating even next morning going after him to propitiate him, when Charles reappeared, having apparently quite recovered his temper, but evidently bent upon something.
He had a bird, a white corrella, which could talk and whistle surprisingly, probably, in fact, the most precious thing he owned.

This prodigy he had now brought back in a basket as a peace-offering, and refused to be comforted, unless Jim accepted it as a present.
"But see, Charley," said Jim, "I was as much in the wrong as you were" (which was not fact, for Jim was perfectly innocent).

"I wouldn't take your bird for the world." But Charles said that his mother approved of it, and if Jim didn't take it he'd let it fly.
"Well, if you will, old fellow," said Jim, "I'll tell you what I would rather have.

Give me Fly's dun pup instead, and take the bird home." So this was negotiated after a time, and the corrella was taken back to Toonarbin, wildly excited by the journey, and calling for strong liquor all the way home.
Those who knew the sad circumstances of poor Charles's birth (the Major, the Doctor, and Mrs.Buckley) treated him with such kindness and consideration, that they won his confidence and love.

In any of his Berserk fits, if his mother were not at hand, he would go to Mrs.
Buckley and open his griefs; and her motherly tact and kindness seldom failed to still the wild beatings of that poor, sensitive, silly little heart, so that in time he grew to love her as only second to his mother.
Such is my brief and imperfect, and I fear tedious account of Sam's education, and of the companions with whom he lived, until the boy had grown into a young man, and his sixteenth birthday came round, on which day, as had been arranged, he was considered to have finished his education, and stand up, young as he was, as a man.
Happy morning, and memorable for one thing at least--that his father, coming into his bedroom and kissing his forehead, led him out to the front door, where was a groom holding a horse handsomer than any Sam had seen before, which pawed the gravel impatient to be ridden, and ere Sam had exhausted half his expressions of wonder and admiration--that his father told him the horse was his, a birthday-present from his mother..