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THE NORTHLAND BIRD LIFE 
that to the great and strong the pictures 
would tell of the greatness and strength of 
God, and to the meek and lowly ones they 
would tell of God’s great goodness. 
As for the little boy and girl, they crept 
away back into their cozy home, and were 
not sorry—no, not sorry at all, but glad as 
glad could be that they were not with the 
bird folks in their southern winter homes. 
They felt that the glory of this one night 
was worth all the darkness and the lonesome¬ 
ness and the silence they had endured in 
this their own land, and we may be sure 
that is just the way we would feel if we 
ever went to live in that wonderful land. 
If, on some cold winter’s night you chance 
to be looking away toward that northern 
land, and you catch faint glimpses of some 
lights shooting toward the sky from far, far 
away, and men tell you it is the aurora or 
the northern lights, just remember that this 
is the time when the folks of that cold land 
are viewing once more, as often before, the 
wonders of God’s great moving pictures. 
FINIS 
