ZIP IN TROUBLE. As Uncle Will was going home one noon, he saw a crowd in thestreet near his house. There were about fifty boys, and they werestanding about something that seemed to please them. Their shoutsof trlee could be heard a lone: way off. … Uncle Will walked up to find out what was the matter. Whatdid he see but his tame crane, Zip. He was perched on one foot inthe midst of the boys, pecking at them right and left. Not a boycould come within six feet of him without feeling the point of hissharp bill. The boys thought this was great…
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