WILD PASTURES 



across, just kissing the water here and 

 there, leaving the surface for the most 

 part smooth. I wet my finger and held 

 it up, dropping it cool side down till it 

 was level. It pointed exactly toward 

 the opposite point at the other side of 

 the cove and between it and the next 

 one. There a low, sloping, broad flat 

 rock hung with a canopy of green 

 leaves was the dock at which I might 

 land conveniently, and I splashed reso- 

 lutely into the water, scaring almost to 

 death with my plunge a big green frog 

 that was sunning himself on a little 

 foot-square cranberry bog island. He 

 gave a shrill little yelp of terror and 

 dived before I could. 



Singular thing that little half squeak, 



half screech, of alarm. I have heard a 



girl make an almost identical sound 



when coming suddenly on a particularly 



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