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This dress is finished with a tail-piece somewhat 

 like that of the wren, though it is not upturned so 

 much. The bird seems to love cascades, and often 

 nests by one. It also shows its fondness for water 

 by often flying along the brook, following every 

 bend and break made by the stream, keeping 

 close to the water all the time and frequently 

 touching it. Over the quiet reaches it goes skim- 

 ming ; it plunges over the waterfalls, alights on 

 rocks in the rapids, goes dashing through the 

 spray, its every movement showing the ecstasies 

 of eager life and joy in the hurrying water. Our 

 ouzel was quietly feeding on the edge of the 

 brook, when Harriet said good-bye as our ponies 

 started up the trail. 



Harriet had never been in school, but she could 

 read, write, and sing. She had good health, and 

 a brighter, cheerier little girl I have never seen. 

 As we rode up the trail through the woods, the 

 gray Douglas squirrels were busy with the har- 

 vest. They were cutting off and storing cones 

 for winter food. In the treetops these squirrels 

 seemed to be bouncing and darting in all direc- 

 tions. One would cut off a cone, then dart to the 



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