The Golden Bird by Maria Thompson Daviess
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TO IDA CLYDE CLARKE WHOSE COURAGE INSPIRES ME LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS "Oh, how beautiful!" exclaimed Polly, all restraint leaving her young face and body as she fell on her knees before the sultan A poor old sheep was lying flat with pathetic inertia while Adam stood over her with something in his arms I put his babykins in a big feed-basket and the lamb twins came and welcomed him And Bud was beautiful in the "custom-made" fifteen-dollar gray cheviot with his violet eyes and yellow shock, in spite of his red ears THE GOLDEN BIRD |
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