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WOODMYTH & FABLE 



"Oh, this is most interesting!" said 

 the Birch, as the Rumor prepared to flit. 

 "Won't you have some refreshment? 

 You '11 find a lot of half-ripe facts on my 

 lower branches, and under those fallen 

 leaves are heaps of juicy mnuendos." 



And as the Rumor was enjoymg his 

 favorite food, the Balsam called, "What 

 news, what news, Batwing ? " 



He answered the Balsam, " Oh, such 

 a sad case ! A beautiful maiden covered 

 with wounds and weeping her eyes out." 



" Oh, dear! Has she no friends ? " 



But the Rumor swallowed a couple 

 of the green facts, and flew off mumbling 

 an innuendo. 



The sun was down now, and when the 

 Rumor came back to the 

 Star-girl she was sitting cold 

 and miserable on the bank/* 



