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the pack, he came close, and before I was quite 

 ready for him, he rose up, extending his hands in 

 rapid succession beggingly, and with a whining 

 sort of muttering pleaded to be lifted at once to 

 his seat on the pack. 



He had a bad fright one evening. About one 

 hour before sundown we had encamped as usual 

 alongside a stream. He entered the water and 

 after swimming about for a time, taking a dozen 

 or so merry dives, he crossed to the opposite 

 side. In plain view, only fifty feet away, I watched 

 him as he busily dug out roots of the Oregon 

 grape and then stopped leisurely to eat them. 

 While he was thus engaged, a coyote made a dash 

 for him from behind a boulder. Diver dodged, 

 and the coyote missed. Giving a wail like a 

 frightened child, my youngster rolled into the 

 stream and dived. Presently he scrambled out 

 of the water near me and made haste to crawl 

 under my coat-tail behind the log on which I sat. 



The nearest beaver pond was a quarter of a 

 mile upstream, yet less than five minutes had 

 elapsed from the time of Diver's cry when two 

 beaver appeared, swimming low and cautiously 



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