THE DIPPER. 



allowed him to take a peep inside my 

 hiding contrivance, one corner of which 

 projected over the bank of the beck in 

 such a way as to allow me to look down 

 and see the water rushing past. Cocking 

 his knowing little head first on one side 

 and then the other, he looked up at me 

 and made a most critical examination of 

 everything he saw. He apparently came 

 to the conclusion that I was quite harm- 

 less, for when he had satisfied his 

 curiosity he sang a little song, and 

 then flew away in search of more food 

 for his mate and their chicks. 



