BIRDS OF PEASEMARSH 



derful intelligence, if one could call it that. 

 Across on the north shore a boy found two 

 young Gulls whose parents had evidently come 

 to grief. He carried them home, and every 

 night when he came in from work he took them 

 down to a small stream and caught tiny fish 

 for them. Soon they learned to watch for him, 

 sometimes going long distances to meet him. 

 And when he took his fishing pole and started 

 down the path to the stream they waddled 

 along behind. Beside the stream they sat, one 

 on each side of him and, as he fished, he gave 

 a fish first to one and then to the other until 

 their supper was over. Then they would 

 waddle back to the house with him and go to 

 bed each in its own corner. They grew rapidly 

 and when the summer had passed they were 

 full grown Gulls. As they had had no parents 

 to teach them and had not mingled with other 

 gulls, the boy wondered whether they would 

 fly south. But one day they disappeared, and 

 that night they did not come for supper. They 

 had gone on the long, long fly. And the boy 

 wondered how they would find their way and 

 if they would ever come back to him again. 

 But the charms of the south did not make them 

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