In Winter Quarters 



shining brightly in the zenith. Pega- 

 sus, the winged horse, is flying in the 

 west, and the grandest piece of jewelry 

 we mortals shall ever see hangs re- 

 splendent in the east. If you don't 

 know what it is, it is time you get busy 

 and find out. And, lest we forget, 

 there is Perseus almost directly over- 

 head. But of him we are to speak 

 again. 



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