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THE WINGED MESSENGER
"I must say you're a clever hand at finding these things out. I'd have never dreamed of looking down at my feet, but blundered right into the shack to see if—Oh! What do you think of the luck we're in this day, Tom? See what stands there on that poor old three-legged table!"
Jack's excitement was natural, as Tom readily understood when he looked; for there was a small basket or cage made from oziers or willow wands; and inside this they could see two blue gray homing pigeons, mates to the one Tom had shot only a short time before!
