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 when she looks at me, she says that she can see just one half of me."

Black-bird and her mother exchanged significant glances, at these words.

"The dazzle of the beads is on her," whispered the squaw, rising to lay a mat near the open door, to place the girl upon.

Little Sweet Fern and the boys gathered around the couch.

"I am holding up my hand," said Light-foot; "look, Tulip, and tell me if you can see more than half of it."

"I can see just half of it," Nattie answered; "and I can see just half of a great tree, in the edge of the woods, and the shape of the lower limbs makes me think of an apple tree at home, into which I used to climb, and jump from it to the roof of our house."

"What made you want to do so" asked Light-foot.

"Oh, I used to like to sit on the roof under the