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RECREA TION. 



THE TRAPPER AT HOME. 



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 bein 

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 pick 



curiously, showing no fear. On door. Afterwards, I saw one of our 

 g released, he flew to a near branch, French guides pick up one of the birds. 



in a minute or two was back again, 

 ing up the crumbs at the kitchen 





I tried to capture one in the same way, 

 but just as I touched his back, he 

 slipped away, with a soft whirr of 

 wings. 



On the morning after our arrival we 

 saw a woodchuck sitting at the mouth 

 of his burrow, a few feet from the bark 

 kitchen. He was not pleased to see us 

 there, for he scolded and stamped his 

 feet vigorously, and in a day or two 

 abandoned his burrow and went into 

 the thickets, adjoining the little clear- 

 ing, where we afterward caught an occa- 

 sional glimpse of him. 



One day we set fire to a batch of 

 felled trees near the house, whereupon 

 a rabbit leaped out through the smoke 

 in a panic. During that day he hopped 

 about the clearing, in the rain, appar- 

 ently amazed, and certainly very wet 

 and forlorn. Doubtless, it was his first 

 experience of a landlord's summary 

 proceedings for the dispossession of a 

 tenant. 



The great northern divers, or loons, 

 were daily visitors. One bright morn- 

 ing I counted seven in front of the 



