Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 758
all sorts of bird accidentsflashed through my mind as I swung up intothe branches and rapped at the round door.All was dark within; not even the white eggscould be seen. This was bad luck indeed, Ithought. Then, with the aid of a little mirrorthat is always handy to examine dark crevices,I… … CATCHING IN THE BRANCHES BELOW WHERETHE FATHER PERCHED. dark eyes gleamed out from the gloom. Nordid she have any idea of deserting her post forall the shaking and knocking without. When I visited thelittle wooden home thefirst week in July therewas a decided turn inthe tide of wren affairs.The…
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