A wise bird knows that a scarecrow is simply an advertisement. It announces, in a most forceful and picturesque way, that, in the garden, which it does it’s best to adorn, some very juicy and most delicious fruit is to be had for the picking. The sharp eyes of this observant songster have noticed that men never, by any chance, erect, scarecrows in fields lying fallow. I once journeyed for 2000 miles across a desert, and never saw a scarecrow all the way.
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