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CHAPTER XXIII.
FATHER’S PLAN.

SUT the thing was what to do
with the poor pet; for, you

  

see, it was not like a kitten
or a puppy, which could live in a
basket, and be nursed by the fire if
they were hurt. Master Dickey
could not quite fly, but he could
have almost, if he had not got hurt,
for he was nearly old enough. And
as soon as he got a little better, they
found that he could hop very well,

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