Louise de Kiriline Lawrence

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“My {{w|Bird ringing|banding}} station is in the heart of the breeding grounds for the majority of the Eastern North-American {{w|Songbird|song-bird}}s. Except for a few, such as the {{w|Eurasian tree sparrow|tree sparrow}} and the {{w|white-crowned sparrow}} which breed in {{w|Tundra|the Barrens}}, most of their {{w|Bird migration|migratory}} {{w|flyway}}s come to an end in this Canadian zone. My traps stand in the midst of the woods surrounding my house, their locations carefully chosen according to season and the species expected to be visiting them.”

“{{w|Russians}}! The old enmities imprinted into my mind by hearsay and history lessons were not so easily eradicated. Russia, the massive land in the east, always in search of outlets to the sea, of land and more land to satisfy its gluttonous cravings for own its own purported security, a ruthless giant dangerously dwarfing its smaller neighbors.Nonetheless, soon after New Year I took the train south and on a dull wintry afternoon arrived in {{w|Horserød camp|Horserød}}, the camp for Russian prisoners of war.”