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He evidently must have been in sight a good 

 deal, as for a long time the hawk continued to 

 dash down vengefully upon the water in no un- 

 certain manner. It seems certain that if the god- 

 wit had merely rested upon the water, his foe 

 would have picked him up and carried him off. 

 But he did not get him, and after a time he 

 went off and perched on a nearby mud-bar, as 

 though still determined to get his victim when 

 he came ashore. 



The present representative of his evil kind 

 gave us nothing more spectacular than a very 

 hasty departure. He was escorted off again by 

 the kingbirds. But it was quite easy to see that 

 he did not take their warlike demonstrations 

 very seriously; and doubtless they knew better 

 than to strike him, or to attempt to sit on his 

 back and tweak feathers out of his crown. 



The little four-footed ones that visited us dur- 

 ing the afternoon must not be slighted. A gray 

 ground squirrel that had his hole in the thicket 

 several times came nosing through the under- 

 brush in his inquisitive, half-timid way, and sat- 

 isfied himself that we meant no harm. A chip- 

 munk that had braved the terrors of crossing 

 the strip of open ground in getting across 



