The child you see before you--men's cuff links

Then the Oak, trembling with rage, began to lay a terrible charge against Daddy Tyl:
"In my family alone," he said, "your father has put to death six hundred of my sons, four hundred and seventy-five uncles and aunts, twelve hundred cousins of both sexes, three hundred and eighty daughters-in-law and twelve thousand great-grandsons!"
No doubt his anger made him exaggerate a little; but Tyltyl listened without protest and said, very politely:
"I beg your pardon, Sir, for disturbing you…. The Cat said that you would tell us where the Blue Bird was."
The Oak was too old not to know all there was to know about Men and Animals. He smiled in his beard when he guessed the trap laid by the Cat and he felt very glad at it, for he had long wished to revenge the whole forest for the slavery to which Man had subjected it.
"It's for the Fairy Berylune's little girl, who is very ill," the boy continued.
"Enough!" said the Oak, silencing him. "I do not hear the Animals . . Where are they?.... All this concerns them as much as us .... We, the Trees, must not assume the responsibility alone for the grave measures that have become necessary."
"Here they come!" said the Fir-tree, looking over the top of the other Trees. "They are following the Rabbit … I can see the souls of the Horse, the Bull, the Ox, the Cow, the Wolf, the Sheep, the Pig, the Goat, the Ass and the Bear…"
All the Animals now arrived. They walked on their hind-legs and were dressed like human beings. They solemnly took up their positions in a circle among the Trees, all except the frivolous Goat, who began to skip down the avenues, and the Pig, who hoped to find some glorious truffles among the roots that had newly left the ground. "Are all here present?" asked the Oak.
"The Hen could not leave her eggs," said the Rabbit, "the Hare was out for a run, the Stag has pains in his horns and his corns, the Fox is ill - here is the doctor's certificate… the Goose did not understand and the Turkey flew into a passion…."
"Look!" whispered Tyltyl to Mytyl. "Aren't they funny? They are just like the rich children's fine toys in the windows at Christmas-time."
The Rabbit especially made them laugh, with his cocked hat over his big ears, his blue, embroidered coat and his drum slung in front of him.
Meanwhile, the Oak was explaining the situation to his brothers the Trees and to the Animals. Treacherous Tylette had been quite right in reckoning on their hatred.
"The child you see before you," said the Oak, "thanks to a talisman stolen from the powers of Earth, is able to take possession of our Blue Bird and thus to snatch from us the secret which we have kept since the origin of life....