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and that is for me to eat. And can you tell me now why the king bird eats the bee, I asked. Yes, they like them, and that is what is for them to eat, he replied. After a while we got tired of looking at pictures and Robbie wanted to hear something about his cousins Frank and Robbie. He loves dearly to talk about you and he would be very glad to show you his pictures and every thing else pretty he has if you would only come out here. I asked him what I should say to you when I wrote to you. "O, tell them we have had four little bossys and that papa had to kill them all but one because he didn't have enough milk for them and they would die if he didn't kill them. But we have got one bossy a great deal younger than Maggy and its got great large teeth," - when we were getting supper Robbie told us where to find everything. I wonder if we should go to your house some day and your mother was not a home, whether you could tell us where to get something to eat. Do you think you could. Now, when Frank writes you write to Aunt Jennie