SHARP EYES 



across the withered rushes or cat -tails as we skirt the 

 borders of the swamp, or perhaps from some hollow 

 nook in the woods, where the melting of a snow-drift 

 has left a glassy pool among the leaves, or even from 

 some boggy bay at the brink of the stream "pJiee y 



phee, p/iee, phee " ut- 

 tered with brief 

 pauses, and in the note 

 E, four octaves above 

 middle C, or there- 

 Not that I 



