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The dodo did it. Fairies. "Fairy crosses." [p. 166] crucified. Except--that, no matter how cheerful and unsuspicious my disposition may be, when | go to the American Museum of Natural History, dark cynicisms arise the moment | come to the fossils--or old bones that have been found upon this earth--gigantic things--that have been reconstructed into terrifying but "proper" dinosaurs--but my uncheerfulness-- On one of the floors below the fossils, they have a reconstructed dodo. It's frankly a fiction: it's labeled as such--but it's been reconstructed so cleverly and so convincingly-- Harper's Weekly, 50-715: That, near the point where the Blue Ridge and the Allegheny Mountains unite, north of Patrick County, Virginia, many little stone crosses have been found. A race of tiny beings. They crucified cockroaches. Exquisite beings--but the cruelty of the exquisite. In their diminutive way they were human beings. They