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winterberry at Christmas, and the sea buckthorn in the early spring, 

 there must always be a granary for the feathered folk. 



The Man of Many Maps injured our feelings sometimes by his 

 ruthless slaughter of worthy objects, but he entered into our ideas 

 in regard to the wildness of the place so heartily that an experienced 



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farmer upon contemplating the finished product, was overheard to 

 say : " Some folks has queer taste, look at the house, a reg- 

 ular nigger's cabin, with a front yard full of weeds ! " Did this affect 

 our enthusiasm ? Not the least in the world. We gazed at our 

 stubby little shrubs from one to two feet high scattered through the 



long curving beds, at our grassy paths mostly weeds then 



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