The bald Eagle cast his wings upon the sky and beheld below the spraying City. In it was all types of revelry. But, with his eyes, he could see the noble ones among the crowd. Yet they could not see him. Drift he went on the wind to the next small city. There were the horses, the cows, the farmers...and among them was a little boy. The must humble of all. The Bald Eagle swooped down to get a closer look. The little boy sat on the well. Next to him were the chickens, the ducks and some small chicks. The Eagle could see. In the boy he saw a Prince. This Prince he saw, would soon be King of Nations. Only the Eagle has eyes to see such things. And so the Eagle moved on to his next great find..

Mother Liberty.

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