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and once in a great while a horned pout, 

 that had wandered far up stream from 

 the distant pond. 



All the water grasses, reeds, and rushes 

 he also knew. And the lilies that floated 

 gracefully upon the current, supporting 

 themselves by their broad leaves, and 

 breathing their sweet breath upon the 

 summer air. Then there was sweet-flag 

 that was so spicy, when prepared with 

 candied sugar, while the cattails made 

 graceful wands or magic rods. 



Strange tracks there were, too, in the 

 mud along the bank of the little stream, 

 but the boy did not discover or under- 

 stand them at the time. He learned 

 later to know them all, and to tell a 

 muskrat track from a mink track, and 

 also to look for woodcock borings. 



The same summer that he learned to 

 angle, he built a dam on the brook, and 



