DIVIDING THE GAME 



laborious care, high up out on the moving tree 

 top, only to be blown away by the chilly autumn 

 winds. But are not the homes of the human 

 family, the sweetest homes of our tenderest love 

 built upon just as insecure a foundation, hang- 

 ing over some mysterious depths, and rocked to 

 and fro only to be swept away into ruin. And 

 yet He who has provided a balmy South as a 

 refuge for the summer birds to v/hich they can 

 fly, has He not provided likewise a shelter for 

 the human family? I might write a book on 

 "Special Providence for Animals and Birds" but 

 I will leave that for the naturalist, 



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