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th© nest and making a rush for her. She was too 

 quick, however, although she struck my cap as she 

 dashed away. On looking into the nest, there, sure 

 enough, was her egg in the midst of the recently 

 hatched robins, one of which had been cast out of 

 the nest on to the gravel path below. We took the 

 egg and put the fledgling back, and it eventually flew 

 off with the others. 



And now I am at the end of my amusement. As 

 a " game " for me these pages were commenced ; with 

 " game " they have been filled ; and it remains for me 

 but to hope they may find my readers " game " to 



Thb End. 



