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hill a different message came, so soft 

 and low, so different from the smell 

 of beefish brutes, one might well won- 

 der he could sense it, but like a tiny 

 ringing bell when thunder booms it 

 came, and Monarch wheeled at once. 

 Oh, it cast a potent spell ! It stood for 

 something very near to ecstasy with 

 him, and down the hill and through 

 the pines he went, on and on faster 

 y e t f abandoned to its sorcery. Here 

 to its home he traced it, a long, low 

 cavern. He had seen such many times 

 before, had been held in them more 

 than once, but had learned to spurn 

 them. For weeks he had been robbing 

 \\them of their treasures, and its odor, 

 like a calling voice, was still his guide. 

 Into the cavern he passed and it reeked 

 with the smell of joy. There was the 

 luscious mass, and Monarch, with all 

 caution lulled now, licked and licked, 



