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body. Blindly, wildly she fled, over the spot where the 

 pigeons had fallen, around the corner of the laboratory, 

 out by the locust tree beneath which old Socrates slept, her 

 head reeling with pain, the hot blood choking her throat. 

 On, on she goes across the open grounds towards the 

 woods, that she may not fall until reaching cover, instinc- 

 tively avoiding her enemies even in death. Her wings no 

 longer beat the air, they are now set and rigid. Death 

 clutches at her heart and throws his veil before her eyes. 

 On, on she speeds, sinking lower and lower. She passes 

 the campus wall, she nears the line of woods, and now low 

 in the gathering gloom of the evening forest she sinks faint- 

 ing, gasping, dying,— and the last act of the holiday cam- 

 pus tragedy is at an end. 



THOUGHT QUESTIONS 



How many kinds of birds did you ever find in the woods or fields on a 

 winter day? Can you name any which appear only in winter? Do kill- 

 deers live in your part of the country? Do you know the meadow lark? 

 What color is its breast? What do jays eat besides acorns? Do any other 

 birds eat acorns? How late in the fall of the year will tame pigeons con- 

 tinue to feed their young? Do you suppose a bird really cares when its 

 companions are killed? 



