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The Story of Vain Lamorna.

at the bird, but the stone fell on the other side and missed the bird, who sat quite still and did not Stir.

“You silly creature!” said Lamorna, “if you sit so still, I shall easily be able to catch you.” So she ran to the back of the tree and climbed up it on to the lowest bough, and bending across tried to seize the bird. But the bird fluttered in her grasp, and she lost her balance and fell from the bough on her face. Underneath the tree was a little heap of sharp stones, on to which Lamorna fell, and her face was cut right across, and ‘the blood gushed out. At first she lost her senses with the fall, but she soon recovered herself and started up and ran home crying. Of course she could not see the cut, but she felt the blood flowing down, and she washed and bandaged it as best she could. But when her father came in he stared at her in surprise.

“Why, girl,” he cried, “what have you done to yourself?”

“I have fallen down and cut my face,” said Lamorna shortly.

“Cut your face—that you have, and a bad cut too. But what made you put on the plaster like

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