Oh, Rose Hill, how you taunt us with your black and gray squirrels. In the olde country of Missouri they are game. Yet in the Bronx, they are defenseless animals with whom one mustn’t trifle. Should you attack these furry decorations on our beautiful grounds, may you be, at the least, punished by death. Oh! Death! As ambassadors of our fine institution, we shall henceforth show the miniature monsters the utmost respect, regardless of the temptations that should arise.
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