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  On a September Morn, I chanced upon this Bull feeding in a Beaver Pond not far from my Cabin. We watched each other for some time before he moved off into a birch thicket, leaving only The Misty Morning. |
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On a September Morn, I chanced upon this Bull feeding in a Beaver Pond not far from my Cabin. We watched each other for some time before he moved off into a birch thicket, leaving only The Misty Morning. |
by Vernon Cross