AMONG THE WATER FOWL 



the epicure at home in the northern wilds, out on 

 the lake, asleep in her ark what a scene it was! 



But for lack of 

 time I might 

 have managed to 

 photograph her 

 some day by ac- 

 customing her to 

 the sight of the 

 camera. At 

 length she raised 

 her head, and 

 saw me. For 

 an instant she 



"THE REDHEAD IS A GREAT LAYER" j 



seemed para- 

 lyzed, then she stood up and, with a quick spring, 

 went flying off, just over the tops of the reeds. 



The same six 

 eggs were there, 

 heavily incu- 

 bated I found 

 when I exam- 

 ined them more 

 closely. And I 

 saw another 

 thing I had over- 

 looked before : 

 only two of the 

 eggs were her 

 own, the other 

 four being Redhead eggs. Not over a gunshot from 

 this spot, in a clump of reeds away out in the lake, 

 a quarter of a mile from shore, another Canvasback 



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THE SAME NEST OF REDHEAD, SHOWING SURROUNDINGS 



