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The Yearling, as you know, is Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings' 1938 Pulitzer Prize-winning novel about HE SHOOTS THE DEER. For some reason, I decided to leaf through it instead of disposing of it properly (in a lake of children's tears), and I came across the following messages from the past:
In case you can't read them, on page 210 is penciled:
"This Book is no good."
"It is to its good for birds"
And on page 211, the reviewer simply wrote:
"This is a crumby book"
Good on you, ancestors. You were truly badass reviewers.