"IN ONE OF THE FINE TREES..."
"Some time ago I was in the garden playing, when I was suddenly aware of a bird's nest in one of the pine trees at the side of our house. I looked into it and saw that there was one egg there. I picked it out and it had such a delicate shell that it broke between my fingers. But to-day there was another egg there, and I was so glad that. I had to tell my sister about it. It was really naughty of me to touch it, but the birds did not seem to mind. " . ' ■ "STAB BELL." Karon.
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Evening Post, Volume CIX, Issue 87, 12 April 1930, Page 18
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106"IN ONE OF THE FINE TREES..." Evening Post, Volume CIX, Issue 87, 12 April 1930, Page 18
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