MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



joined the robin throng when convinced 

 that Jenny would not return. 



Perhaps, at times, impelled by some 

 vague remembrance of his strange little 

 companion of a month, he visited the old 

 haunts, and his voice may have blended 

 with the sweet lullaby that the rustling 

 leaves and murmuring waters sing all sum- 

 mer long at the grave of my dear, never- 

 to-be-forgotten little friends Mr. Chupes 

 and Miss Jenny. 



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