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They were quite large, about the size of the bumble-bee,
without wings, however, and with peculiar abruptly rounded
abdomens, which were marked with two neat yellow bands.

How pretty this little pond looked, surrounded as it was
by the beautiful smooth ice-covered snow!

After our short stop we continued on the trail of the little
animal.  Frequently alongside of the deep impressions
we noticed also light impressions made after the surface
had become frozen.  The track, now, went up the side of
the hill.  Here we found that it had been joined by 
the other tracks, each going towards the brook.  The track
now for a short distance looked as if several people with
small feet had gone <s>of</s>over <s>the</s>it, occasionally slipping
on account of the steepness of the hill side.  Passing over
this little distance we found the the track divided.  Mr.
W. now took one trail and I the other.  Mine soon
divided <s>again</s>, only to meet <s>it</s>again a short distance
further on, this happened several times.  Soon I heard
Mr. W. calling and what was our surprise to find our tracks
running together again.  Here, and afterwards at other

        