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Animal Heroes
·
Ernest Thompson Seton
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Why
tell
of
the
race
that
followed?
Why
paint
the
despair
of
a
brave
little
heart
in
sight
of
the
home
he
had
craved
in
vain?
in
a
minute
all
was
over.
The
Peregrines
screeched
in
their
triumph.
Screeching
and
sailing,
they
swung
to
their
eyrie,
and
the
prey
in
their
claws
was
the
body,
the
last
of
the
bright
little
Arnaux.
There
on
the
rocks
the
beaks
and
claws
of
the
bandits
were
red
with
the
life
of
the
hero.
Torn
asunder
were
those
matchless
wings,
and
their
records
were
scattered
unnoticed.
In
sun
and
in
storm
they
lay
till
the
killers
themselves
were
killed
and
their
stronghold
rifled.
And
none
knew
the
fate
of
the
peerless
Bird
till
deep
in
the
dust
and
rubbish
of
that
pirate-nest
the
avenger
found,
among
others
of
its
kind,
a
silver
ring,
the
sacred
badge
of
the
High
Homer,
and
read
upon
it
the
pregnant
inscription:
"ARNAUX,
2590
C."
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