BABY LAUGHING LOON STRAYS 
AWAY 
Over on one corner of Happy Island, where 
the Specks family lived, there was a strange 
little hallway, long and narrow and all roofed 
over with grass and rushes. Mrs. Laughing 
Loon, who had built it, sat gazing down the 
narrow hallway to the edge of the sea, and 
smiling contentedly. Her nest was snug and 
safe, and every day she could slip down to 
the water for a bit of a swim. 
In a day or two some downy little folks 
would follow Mrs. Laughing Loon down that 
lane, to plunge with her into the sea. No 
wonder her heart was glad. Already under 
one wing she felt the movements of another 
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