A short time ago some builders, working on studio in connecticut, left a huge square of plate glass standing upright in field one day. a goldfinch flying swiftly across the field struck the glass and was knocked cold. when he came to her hastened to his club,where an attendant bandaged his head and gave him a stiff drink. "what the hell happen"asked a sea-gull. " I was flying across a meadow when all of a sudden the air crystallized on me, said the goldfinch. The sea-gull and a hawk and eagle all laughed heartily. A swallow listened gravely. "For fifteen years, fledgling and bird, I have flown this country, said the eagle, and I assure you there is no such thing as air crystallizing. Water, yes; air,no. You were probably struck by a hailstone or he may have had a stroke
the large birds laughed that the goldfinch became annoyed and bet with them each a dozen worms that they couldn't follow the course he had flown accross the field without encountering the hardened atmosphere. they all took his bet; the swallow went along to watch. The sea-gull and a hawk and eagle decided to fly together over the route the goldfinch indicated. You cone,too "they said to the swallow. I - I - well,no. I don't think I will. so the three birds took off together and they hit the glass together and they were all knocked cold.
Moral: he who hesitates is sometimes saved.