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the sand bar into the water, they all take flight, part over the 
stream and out of sight; the others just over where they were 
sitting, and up in the trees; one sitting near upon a dry cedar 
limb, stretches far out his head and neck, when another shot, 
and he, too, is minus his head, his bill and throat part only, 
hanging from his neck. 
*¢ There! I told you birdies just how ’twould be, but you 
doubted our voracity ; yet this is much better than to have the 
foxes get you, and cruelly crunch your bones, and still I feel 
for you, or shall after you are broiled. I will now lay you 
carefully away in the cool end of the canoe, and cover your 
plump bodies with these green fir boughs from your native 
wildwood. 
Soon another of the many, noisy, small brooks is seen 
running in close at hand from off the upland, with a jolly 
little cascade near the shore, and another, a twin sister, just 
above. The clear, cool water, as it reaches the river, comes 
rolling and sparkling over the rocks, down among the sunken 
logs lying crosswise at the mouth, gurgling under, and 
eddying in and out among the alders and willows along the 
shore, and into the pool, delivering a volume of cool water. 
Such a brook, pouring its cool waters in the stream or pool in 
this way so generously, quite a body of water in the river is 
made nearly as cool as the brook itself. And here the 
sportive trout are to be found in the coolest of it; and surely 
here, if any place in the stream, when the sun runs high and 
has changed the rivers and lakes to a warmer temperature. 
‘¢ Say, Mr. Crew, don’t this look troutish? and how is the 
camping chance?” 
*¢ Stylish and showy ; wood and water of the very best, and 
another superb fishing chance, surely.” 
