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172 J 22 FABLED STORIES FROM THE ZOO.
that night, for papas are generally in high glee
then, particularly if they have many of them."
The elegantly dressed little ladies around
me looked at each other and laughed. I was
afraid I had said something stupid. But I
continued my story nevertheless.
" ’ Massa, massa!’ I heard the voice of a negro
servant calling out; ’ it is dinner time, massa!’
"’Dinner?’ I repeated to myself, astonished ;
yes, to be sure, here in the tropics one becomes
quite a nocturnal being. ’ I am coming! But
where is my colibri ?’ I anxiously asked
myself. ’ Ah ! asleep at my heart, my true little
love! I must awake you with a kiss! And
I will carry you to the verandah, and, perched
there, you will keep us company at dinner, and
admire the table and the bright lights from the
chandeliers and lamps. But what are they
compared to the glorious chandelier of heaven
on a tropic night like this ? And look, my
little lady-love bird! look at that cross of
most brilliant celestial gems. Heaven shows
it as a universal symbol of the eternal love
that has its home above us, around us, within
us; ay, even in thee, sweet humming-bird,’ I
said, as the dainty little thing left my finger with
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