And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel an — Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
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And to the little Squirrel who lived in the fir-tree, and was lonely, he said, 'Where is my mother?' And the Squirrel answered, 'Thou hast slain mine. Dost thou seek to slay thine also?

— Oscar Wilde, The Star-Child and Other Tales
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