H FOLLOWING 
THE DEER 
stumbles upon in a long day's wan- 
dering; the game also is wary and 
hard to find from being constantly 
hunted by eager enemies. 
It is then that the sparrow falleth. 
You find him on the snow, a wind- 
blown feather guiding your eye to 
the open where he fell in mid-flight, 
or to the foot of the evergreen, 
which shows that he lost his grip 
in the night. His empty crop tells 
the whole pitiful story, and why you 
find him there cold and dead, his 
toes curled up and his body feather- 
light. You would find more but for 
the fact that hunger-pointed eyes are 
keener than yours and earlier abroad, 
and that crow and jay and mink and 
