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as to leave only their bills out of the water. 

 When pursued by an enemy, it is surprising 

 to see how fast they can swim in this way. 

 There was an exciting race, which Beady won 

 after a little, capturing him under water, as 

 the previous one. 



This was the last shot at ducks on my 

 outing, and the longest remembered by me. 

 Harry, having] to return home, took the birds 

 along with him, while Eeady and I went to 

 try our luck on prairie chickens. We came 

 to a ravine, the banks of which, some 25 

 feet high, were covered with small poplars. 

 As I walked along the bottom of it, I noticed 

 at the foot of quite a tree, what had the 

 appearance of a pile of beach-stones, which I 

 thought most singular. It was about 20 feet 

 from the path, but my eyes were on the 

 look out for chickens, so I did not examine this 

 closely, and Ready was on the opposite side, 

 working the bank. After I had passed it, I 

 was not satisfied, as it seemed such an 

 unusual occurrence for beach-stones to be 

 there, and I returned to further investigate. 

 I had no difficulty in reaching the spot, and as 

 the ground had just been hunted over, knew 



