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and blessedness of our Saviour’s completed 
kingdom, when wars shall cease and all 
violence and wrong shall be done away.” 
“I should like to live to see that time,” 
murmured the little girl, half to herself. 
“No doubt you will, my dear child,” 
said her aunt,—“though perhaps not in the 
body.” 
“ Are there more kinds of lions than one, 
aunt ?” asked Richard. 
“ That is a disputed point,” replied Miss 
Winston,—“ or, rather, it has been so, for it 
seems to be now a well-settled fact that 
the maneless lion of Guzerat is really 
quite a different animal from the great 
African lion.” 
“A maneless lion !” repeated Annie. “I 
never heard of such a thing. One can 
almost as easily think of a wingless bird.” 
“ Your comparison is more apt than you 
imagine, my dear: a bird has actually been 
discovered in New Zealand which possesses 
the merest rudiments of wings, and whose 
covering appears at first sight much more 
like hair than like feathers. It has of 
course no power of flight.” 
“ I give it up,” said Annie, laughing. “ A 
