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Show 5U legitimate theater. Anyway, that was our plan." I nodded. Pa and I had had plans, too. We were not going to be hack drivers forever. We were saving for a ranch like the one in Rock Spring3. Only we would be the owners, not the hired hands, And I was planning to go to school to be a veterinarian. Then I could take care of our animals and those of a l l the other ranchers in Wyoming. ?a and I had talked about i t a l o t. "You should have seen my mother," Tip said, "when she sang 'She's Only a Bird i n a Gilded Cage.' She was the b i r d . She wore a long gown covered with yellow feathers which was very expensive. She sat inside a cage which swung back and f o r th while she sang. Someone behind the curtains pulled i t with a rope. People loved i t . Pansy will probably be the bird now. Oh, well-" We trudged up the slushy t r a i l , Tip singing the birdcage song. I j u s t hoped she would not s t a r t dancing. She's only a bird i n a gilded cage, A beautiful sight to see. You may think she's happy and free from care, She's not, though she seems to be. • Tis sad when you think of her wasted l i f e, For youth cannot mate with age, And her beauty was sold |