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saw his dancing, merry, sparkling eyes 

 I knew it was all fun, and I went for his 

 lips again. But he dodged his head so 

 that I couldn't get at them. He said 

 I pinched too hard, but I don't believe 

 that, do you? For how could such a 

 tiny little bird hurt so big a man? 



Then we had a new game. He 

 stretched out on his back, raised up his 

 knees, and took me and perched me 

 right on top of them. He said I was 

 on a high mountain with a valley behind, 

 and a valley before, and a canyon on 

 each side of me. And then he made an 

 earthquake come. He moved his knees 

 up and down quickly and made me 

 jump. You know I could n't fly, but I 

 jumped real hard, and I came rolling 

 and tumbling down the mountain side 

 into Paradise Valley, which was the 



