AMONG ZEHE (WaTtER FowL 
the epicure at home in the northern wilds, out on 
the lake, asleep in her ark—what a scene it was! 
“THE REDHEAD IS A GREAT LAYER” 
But for lack of 
time) al: miele 
have managed to 
photograph her 
some day by ac- 
customing her to 
the sight of the 
c ammena : At 
length she raised 
hens head. and 
saws mies o 1 Por 
an einstant; shire 
Se e€ime d Dipatas 
lyzed, then she stood up and, with a quick spring, 
went flying off, just over the tops: of the reeds. 
<d 
Sa ne 
THE SAME NEST OF REDHEAD, SHOWING SURROUNDINGS 
(Phes isanmve*nsrm 
eggs were there, 
heavily = incu- 
bated I found 
when I exam- 
ined them more 
closely. i Anggal 
saw another 
thing I had over- 
looked before: 
only two of the 
eggs were her 
own, the other 
four being Redhead eggs. Not over a gunshot from 
this spot, in a clump of reeds away out in the lake, 
a quarter of a mile from shore, another Canvasback 
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