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wild bird perch inquisitively upon your toe, 

 or rarest sight in the woods in the early 

 morning to have a fisher twist by you in 

 intense, weasel-like excitement, puzzling out 

 the trail of the hare or grouse that passed 

 you an hour ago ; to steal along the water- 

 ways alone on a still dark night and open 

 your jack silently upon ducks or moose or 

 mother deer and her fawns, there is joy 

 and tingle enough in all these things to sat- 

 isfy any lover of the woods. There is also 

 wisdom to be found, especially when you 



remember that 

 these are indi- 

 vidual animals 

 that no human 

 eyes have ever 

 before looked 

 upon, that they 

 are different 

 every one, and that at any 

 moment they may reveal some 

 queer trick or trait of animal 

 life that no naturalist has ever 

 before seen. 



