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OUR BIRDS IN WINTER. 
That happiness is over, and I must wander on 
alone, expecting every moment to fall a victim 
myself to the wickedness of the gunners.” 
Oh, the wretches ! ” indignantly said Mrs. 
Chick, “ how much they have to answer for, 
killing and murdering all the time, permitting 
no living creature to enjoy life but themselves ; 
as if they, the brutes, owned the world, and 
all others were intruders, subject to their 
caprice and pleasure ; oh ! it puts me out of 
all patience,” and the dear creature could 
hardly control her anger. 
Where did the terrible calamity happen ? ” 
inquired Chick ; if it is not too sorrowful a 
subject for you to dwell upon, we would like 
to hear about it.” His countenance was 
lightened by a kindly expression of sympathy 
and respect for Woodcock’s sorrows, and 
showed that his questions were not dictated 
by an idle curiosity. 
It was in Connecticut in a lovely spot 
near the Connecticut River. I did not know 
until too late that it was a favorite resort for 
sportsmen, or I should have given it a wide 
