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THE SONG OF THE ANGELS.
214 THE SONG OF THE ANGELS. I saw very busy setting these traps a frightful looking creature, who kept him- self concealed from the sight of the birds. He went about from trap to trap, and put in the different kinds of baits. I went and examined them; in one I saw a little round yellow looking thing, something like a finger-ring, with a little white stone set in it; in another were feathers of dif- ferent colors and kinds, the ostrich and bird of paradise feathers; but the most common bait were pieces of white and yellow clay of different sizes, which shone and glittered in the sun. The birds came walking about these by Google Digitized by
