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Bob,
Bravo!
Ken
On 11/27/2010 12:29 PM, Robert Hirst wrote:
> "Well, sir, they roosted around here on the house-top and the trees
> for an hour, and guffawed over that thing like human beings. It ain't
> any use to tell me a blue-jay hasn't got a sense of humor, because I
> know better. And memory, too. They brought jays here from all over
> the United States to look down that hole, every summer for three
> years. Other birds too. And they could all see the point, except an
> owl that come from Nova Scotia to visit the Yo Semite, and he took
> this thing in on his way back. He said he couldn't see anything funny
> in it. But then he was a good deal disappointed about Yo Semite, too."
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