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eaves. — " Stay there a minute and I '11 show 

 you the ghost." That was all I told them. 



Taking the skin of a hare, which I had 

 shot that day, I hoisted it cautiously on a 

 stick, the lumbermen watching curiously. A 

 slight scratch of the stick, a movement of the 

 fur along the splits, then a great dark shadow 

 shot over our heads. It struck the stick 

 sharply and swept into the spruces across 

 the clearing, taking Bunny's skin with it. 

 Then one big lumberman, who 

 saw the point, jumped up with a 

 yell and danced a jig in the snow, 

 like a schoolboy. There was no need 

 of further demonstration with a cap ; and 

 nobody volunteered his head for a final 

 experiment; but all remembered seeing 

 the owl on his nightly watch, and knew 

 something of his swooping habits. Of 

 course some were incredulous at first, 

 and had a dozen questions and objections 

 when we were in camp. So I spent half 

 the night in convincing them that they 

 had been brought up in the woods to be 

 scared by an owl. 



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