Many say that they know when the people who own them are going to die.

Then, on every tree there are some leaves splashed with white.
It was so the year father died.

Do you believe in signs, Mr.Hatton ?' she asked.
"Then, mother, without my knowledge or intention I answered, '_Oh, my dear_! The world is full of signs and the man must be deaf and blind that does not believe in them.

I have seen just round Hatton that the whole bird world is ruled by the signs that the trees hang out.' And she asked me what they were, and I told her to notice next spring that as soon as the birch-leaves opened, the pheasant began to crow and the thrush to sing and the blackbird to whistle; and when the oak-leaves looked their reddest, and not a day before, the whole tribe of finches broke into song.
"Thus talking, mother, and getting very close and friendly with each other, we passed through the park, and I could not help noticing the abundance of hares and pheasants.

Jane said they had not been molested since her father's death, but now they were going to send some of them to market.