DOMESTICATED NATURE 
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A BEAUTIFUL PORTRAIT OF THE FAWN FROM “THE CONSERVATIONIST.” 
Miss Barber as well as the family be- 
came much attached to the fawn, but 
the girl was the fawn’s first favorite. 
It seemed to know her and would play 
with her like a lamb, she being the only 
one to feed it. The gentle animal recog- 
nized her footsteps from those of any 
one else, even when confined in a box 
stall in the barn. When it heard the 
girl coming the door must be guarded, 
if it were open, or the fawn would run 
out to meet her. The little girl, who 
was about eleven years old at that time, 
became greatly attached to the fawn, 
and I believe it was the saddest day I 
have ever spent during my seven years 
as a State Game Protector when it be- 
came my duty to kill the deer to re- 
lieve it from the incurable injury 
caused by a fall against an unseen 
barbed wire fence when at play. 
Claude J. Quick. 
Oh wild New England Nature, 
How potent is thy spell! 
How strong thy call, insistent, 
To all who erst did dwell 
Amid thy matchless beauties. 
In youth or in their prime, 
And who in love of country 
Are steeped for all of time. 
— Emma Peirce. 
