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here in the cabin, out in your boat, or away off in 

 the woods, and I made those photographs every 

 few minutes in the day, I could get a pretty good 

 idea of the way you live. That's what I want to 

 do with the birds. 



• **If I take a photo of the inside and the outside 

 of the house, I could tell how you live. The same 

 way with a bird's nest. If I could photograph you 

 shooting a duck, cooking it and eating it at table, 

 I'd know what you ate. The same way with a 

 bird pecking at seeds or pulling a worm out of the 

 ground. If I could photograph you, when you 

 were teaching me to read, it would show how you 

 helped me. The same with a mother bird, teach- 

 ing her young ones to fly. You see what I mean — 

 it's just a question of watching close enough and 

 long enough. ' ' 



'*Yo'd best turn into a bird yo'self, then," said 

 the old man. 



' ' I wouldn 't mind, ' ' returned Shan. ' ' At least, 

 it would suit me all right if I could be bird part of 

 the time, and myself the rest of the time, like that 

 story you told me about the man who was some- 

 times a man and sometimes a wolf. I'd know 

 more than any one else in the world about birds, if 

 I could do that." 



