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'e never was a fyvorite: p56.jpg} We have had a sad scene to-night.

A chick has been ailing all day, and when we shut up the brood we found him dead in a corner.
Phoebe put him on the ground while she busied herself about the coop.

The other chicks came out and walked about the dead one again and again, eyeing him curiously.
"Poor little chap!" said Phoebe.