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hands, “‘because grandpa says if it is, he’ll take it over 
to town, and get it stuffed, and fixed up on a perch, to 
remember Oyster Day by; but I’ll bury it if you’d rather 
I would.” 
“Tt is a fully grown bird, Bobbie,” said Gray Lady, 
“and it is wearing its winter dress. In summer the head 
and neck that are now streaked with gray would be a 
dazzling white, and as accident killed it, and wind and 
tide gave it to you, there is no reason why you may not 
keep it with a clear conscience.” 
