DIVIDING THE GAME 



laborious care, high up out on the moving tree 

 top, only to be blown av/ay 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 which 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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