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