IN FEATHERS AND FUR. 
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WAITING FOR DIXXEK. 
Isn't that a droll fellow in the picture? — humped up as though 
he had a fit of the sulks, and never meant to speak another word 
to his pleasant looking companion. 
Well, he isn't so cross as he looks. He's only waiting for his 
dinner, and that's just his odd way of doing it. 
Most birds, you know, when they are hungry, fly around, and 
hunt up something to eat, but I can assure you, Mr. Heron is alto- 
gether too dignified to do any such thing. He generally wades into 
the water, as you see the pleasant looking one in the picture ; then 
he draws his head and neck down between his shoulders, like the 
