. Lives of the hunted, containing a true account of the doings of five quadrupeds & three birds, and in elucidation of the same, over 200 drawings . ,and found the nine little bright-eyed down-lings deep in the ruts, vainly trying to hide. He stooped gently, and gathered them allinto his hat. Poor little things, how they didpeep! Poor little mother, how she did cryin bitterness for her brood! Now she knewthat they all were to be destroyed before hervery eyes, and she beat her breast on theground before the terrible giant in agony ofsorrow. Then the heartless monster went to the edgeof the pond
. Lives of the hunted, containing a true account of the doings of five quadrupeds & three birds, and in elucidation of the same, over 200 drawings . ,and found the nine little bright-eyed down-lings deep in the ruts, vainly trying to hide. He stooped gently, and gathered them allinto his hat. Poor little things, how they didpeep! Poor little mother, how she did cryin bitterness for her brood! Now she knewthat they all were to be destroyed before hervery eyes, and she beat her breast on theground before the terrible giant in agony ofsorrow. Then the heartless monster went to the edgeof the pond, no doubt for a drink to wash theDucklings down his throat. He bent down,and a moment later the Ducklings were spat-tering free over the water. The mother flew outon the glassy surface. She called, and they allcame skurrying to her. She did not know thatthis man was really her friend ; she never knewthat he was the divinity whose mere presencehad been enough to drive the Fox away andto save them in their direst strait,—his race haspersecuted hers too long,—and she went onhating him to the end. She tried to lead her brood far away from205. The Mother Teal and the Overland Route him. She took them right across the openpond. This was a mistake, for it exposed themto other, to real, enemies. That great MarshHawk saw them, and he came swooping along,sure of getting one in each claw. Run for the rushes! called out the MotherGreenwing; and run they all did, pattering overthe surface as fast as their tired little legs could go. Run! run! cried the mother. But theHawk was close at hand now. In spite of alltheir running he would be upon them in anothersecond. They were too young to dive. Thereseemed no escape, when, just as he pounced,the bright Httle mother gave a great splashwith all her strength, and using both feet andwings, dashed the water all over the Hawk. Hewas astonished. He sprang back into the air toshake himself dry. The mother urged the littleones to keep on. Keep on t
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