SHEATHBILL, THE ROBBER 
HE morning after Old 
Tramp Stormy Petrel had 
told the Penguin boys about 
his wonderful travels, Man- 
nie Penguin stole out of bed 
very early and went out to 
watch the sun come up over the hills. His 
father and mother were out for their morning 
swim, so no one missed him. What a glorious 
morning it was! The mosses all sparkling with 
the morning mist, the white hill peaks just turn¬ 
ing to red fire brands under the red glow of the 
morning sun, and the sun himself just coming 
over the hill, a great jolly giant! 
“He said he’d been way over beyond where 
the sun rose,” said Mannie to himself. “That 
must be grand!” He stood for a moment and 
thought. 
“I think I’ll just go to the top of that hill 
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