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rising of the sun. But what finally came to pass ? thereby only aggravated his hard fate. He For the birds who sang badly their master has long ago opened wide both cage and window, letting them all go free. But as to our poor Nightingale, the more sweetly, the more tenderly it sings, the more strictly is it looked after.
[Trutofsky’s illustration of this fable represents the interior of a Government office. It is closing-time, and the ordinary clerks are getting ready to leave. The model clerk still sits at his table with a gloomy expression on his face. His chief is handing him a thick bundle of documents. The good singer is being kept in his cage.]
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