The Yearling
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:07:01
It'll soon make out
on leaves and acorns.

:07:04
You figure the farthest
of any young'un I ever knowed.

:07:08
We've taken its mammy
and it weren't to blame.

:07:11
It don't seem grateful
to let it starve, do it?

:07:14
Pa, you figure I could go out
and see could I find him?

:07:18
- And tote it here?
- Tote it here and raise it.

:07:22
Pa?
:07:26
Boy, you've got me hemmed in.
:07:30
You tell your ma I said
you was to go and get it.

:07:34
Hey, Pa!
:07:59
Hey, doves!

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