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Well, it nigh 'bout break Mr. Oak-tree's heart, that it do, 'deed and double 'deed it do ; and Mr. Wind, he done see how Mr. Oak- tree drooping and mourning, and Mr. Wind he ask Mr. Oak-tree what his trouble.

Mr. Oak-tree he tell Mr. Wind all 'bout it, and Mr. Wind he say to Mr. Oak-tree, " Cheer up, cheer up ! " and Mr. Wind he tell Mr. Oak-tree how he going help him get the best of Mr. Pine-tree. So all winter Mr. Wind, every day, and all enduring the night, he take the dirfy old leaves from Mr. Oak-tree's floor and carry them all over and spread them all over Mr. Pine-tree's fine carpet. Mr. Pine-tree he don't like it, but he can't help hisself : 'cause what Mr. Wind want to do he going to do it, Mr. Wind is.

But when camp-meeting time come, Mr. Oak-tree he stand there, and he see the people come and rake off all his leaves, what Mr. Wind done carry on Mr. Pine-tree's carpet.

Then Mr. Oak-tree he say he can't bear it no more, and Mr. Oak- tree he tell Mr. Pine-tree how they can't live together no more ; and Mr. Oak-tree he say, he will go to the plains and Mr. Pine-tree can go to the mountain ; or he say, Will Mr. Pine-tree take the plains and let Mr. Oak-tree go to the mountains ? Mr. Pine-tree he 'low how he will take the plains and let Mr. Oak-tree go to the mountains ; and Mr. Pine-tree he go to the plains, and Mr. Oak- tree he take the up country, and they don' live together no more. But they still on the watch-out ; for when Mr. Oak-tree leave a field, directly here come Mr. Pine-tree, and when Mr. Pine-tree leave a field, sure enough up come Mr. Oak-tree ; but they don't live together friendly like no more.

X. HOW THE LITTLE BOY WENT TO HEAVEN.

A little boy's father died, and went to heaven. Little boy wanted to go to heaven too. He wandered round in the woods and wanted all the birds to take him to heaven, but the birds all laughed at the little boy. He keep on begging the birds to please take him to heaven. At last the little red-bird she take pity on the little boy. She say she " take him to heaven as high as she can go ; " she say " she can't take him clean up to heaven, 'cause she can't fly high enough."

The little boy think if the red-bird get started, he can beg her to keep on twell she get clean to heaven.

So the little boy he get on the red-bird's back, and little red-bird fly very high, and little boy feel happy. Presently the little red- bird say she can't go no higher. The little boy he look and he look, but he don't see no heaven. The little boy he beg, he cry and cry, and he beg the little red-bird to go higher ; but the little red-bird she

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