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THE I' INCH 



My heart failed inc, for I he ci"uel agony of the poor 

 bird weighed on my eonseienee. For a long while I eould 

 not see a l)ird without feeling strangely uneasy. And to- 

 day still, after so many years, ^hile I was listening 

 to the early trills of the (inch in the hiiishwood, this 

 lenuMnhianee of my chihlhood come back to my mind 

 ^vith the bitter taste of remorse. 



-^Oifc 





