One morning that gaint was lying wet in bed when he heared some lovely music.
It souded too sweet
to is ear that he thought it must be king”s music passing by it aws r3eally linnet singing outside his window but it was so long since he heard. A bird sing in his garden that seemed to him to be that most beautiful and the world think the hail stopped dancing over the head and the north wind asset roar. In and a delicious perfume. Came to him touch the open casement I delivery the spring has atklast and giant jumped out of the bed and looked out what he see. He Saw th most wonderfull scene touch a little hole the children had trapped in an the were sitting in the brancheas of the three in every three that he called she aws a little child and thuis were show glad to have the children back again that three head covered themselves wuith blosoms. And were waving there arms gently above the childrens head. The birds were fklying about and to enjoying with and this flowers looking up to see the green grass and laughing it a2ws a lovely scene onl y in on in the corner it was still winter. Its aws the fartheast corner of the corner and it a2ws standing little he aws so small that he could not reach up to the branch3ess pof the tress all around is carrying bitterly. The three was still covered with flocks and know wind was blowing and roaring about is climb up little boy