A New World 



would do anything so grossly undoglike. He 

 never did at home. But several of the neigh- 

 bors declared over and over again that they 

 had caught him in the act, and insisted that he 

 must be shot. At last, in spite of tearful pro- 

 tests, he was condemned and executed. Father 

 examined the poor fellow's stomach in search 

 of sure evidence, and discovered the heads of 

 eight chickens that he had devoured at his last 

 meal. So poor Watch was killed simply be- 

 cause his taste for chickens was too much like 

 our own. Think of the millions of squabs that 

 preaching, praying men and women kill and 

 eat, with all sorts of other animals great and 

 small, young and old, while eloquently dis- 

 coursing on the coming of the blessed peaceful, 

 bloodless millennium ! Think of the passenger 

 pigeons that fifty or sixty years ago filled the 

 woods and sky over half the continent, now 

 exterminated by beating down the young from 

 the nests together with the brooding parents, 

 before they could try their wonderful wings; 

 by trapping them in nets, feeding them to 

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