MBS 
GREEN PEAFOWL 
At early flawn, before the heavy dew has dried from the foliage of the Malay jungles, the peafowl 
awaken on their roosts on tall, bare trees, and standing in the first rays of the sun, shake a myriad 
drops from their plumage. They walk up and down the lofty branches, and half-spread their wings 
until the great plumes are dry. Then, with a single spring, they leap outward into space and scale down, 
down to the narrow opening among the trees which becomes a river 
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