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recovered from her surprise and went to work for 

 liberty. She had always been especially addicted to 

 dining on birds, and the sensation of being carried 

 off by one excited the feline mind to* astonishment 

 and wrath. Twisting herself like a weasel her claws 

 came uppermost, and to our straining gaze there was 

 a sight presented very much as if a feather-bed had 

 been ripped open. The surprised hawk had evidently 

 received new light on the subject; it let go on the 

 instant, and went off with the appearance of a badly 

 plucked goose, while the cat came safely to earth and 

 sought the nearest way home. 



