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fooled me, and that I knew nothing about 

 her or her nest. 



Then I tried another plan. I lay down in T^ukioeem 

 my canoe, and had Simmo paddle me up to y.^ -Jiwhr 



the nest. While the loon was out on the 

 lake, hidden by the grassy shore, I went 

 and sat on a bog, with a friendly alder bend- 

 ing over me, within twenty feet of the nest. 

 Then Simmo paddled away, and Hukweem 

 came back without the slightest suspicion. 

 As I had supposed from the shape of the 

 nest, she did not sit on her two eggs ; she 

 sat on the bog instead, and gathered them 

 close to her side with her wing. That was 

 all the brooding they had, or needed; for 

 within a week there were two bright little 

 loons to watch instead of the eggs. 



After the first success I used to go alone 

 and, while the mother bird was out on the 

 lake, would pull my canoe up in the grass, a 

 hundred yards or so below the nest. From 

 here I entered the alders and made my way 

 to the bog, where I could see Hukweem's 

 household plainly. After a long wait she 

 would steal into the bay and, after much fear 



