black sheep running about baaing at every 

 jump. 



Cloud-tOirtj^s "He's taken the lamb; he's taken the 

 ^^>i^e lamb!" shouted the boy. Following the 

 S^BS ^ direction of his pointing finger, I saw Old 

 Whitehead, a splendid bird, rising heavily 

 above the tree-tops across the clearing. 

 Reaching back almost instinctively, I 

 clutched the heavy rifle which Gillie put 

 into my hand and jumped out of the canoe; 

 for with a rifle one wants steady footing. 

 It was a long shot, but not so very difficult. 

 Old Whitehead had his bearings and was 

 moving steadily, straight away. A second 

 after the report of the rifle, we saw him hitch 

 and swerve in the air ; then two white quills 

 came floating down, and as he turned we saw 

 the break in his broad white tail. And that 

 was the mark that we knew him by ever 

 afterwards. 



That was nearly eighty miles by canoe 

 from where we now stood, though scarcely 

 ten in a straight line over the mountains; 

 for the rivers and lakes we were following 

 doubled back almost to the starting point; 



