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Page 44 - do! There wouldn't likely anybody be doing it for me. Of course I can! What am Ia man for? If I was a four-footed thing of the swamp, maybe I couldn't; but a man can do anything if he's the grit to work hard enough and stick at it, Mr. McLean is always
Page 38 - leaf, bird, and flower in the Limberlost. Oh Lord! How I wish You'd be telling me just this one thing!" The goldfinch had ventured back to the wire, for there was his mate, only a few inches above the mancreature's head; and indeed, he simply must not be allowed to look up
Page 40 - choked with anger and chagrin. He plodded down the trail, scowling blackly and viciously spanging the wire. At the finches' nest he left the line and peered into the thorn-tree. There was no bird brooding. He pressed closer to take a peep at the snowy, spotless little eggs he had found so beautiful, and at the slight noise up
Page 37 - transparent, eye-shaped markings edged with lines of red, tan, and black, and long, crisp trailers. Freckles was whispering to himself for fear of disturbing the moth. It began a systematic exercise of raising and lowering its exquisite wings to dry them and to establish circulation.
Page 40 - not two minutes later the blue filled another with a white. That settled it. The blue and brown were mates. Once again Freckles repeated his "How I wish I knew!" Around the bridge spanning Sleepy Snake Creek the swale spread widely, the timber
Page 36 - Oh, skaggany! It's just being born!" Freckles gasped with surprise. The moth cleared the opening, and with many wabblings and contortions climbed up the tree. He stared speechless with amazement as the moth crept around a limb and clung to the under side.
Page 36 - Something in there trying to get out," he muttered. "Wonder if I could help it? Guess I best not be trying. If I hadn't happened along, there wouldn't have been any one to do anything, and maybe I'd only be hurting it.
Page 20 - by the next he rather liked it. Nature can be trusted to work her own miracle in the heart of any man whose daily task keeps him alone among her sights, sounds, and silences. When day after day the only thing
Page 38 - So that's what you are doing here! You have a wife. And so close to my head I have been mighty near wearing a bird on my bonnet, and never knew it!" Freckles laughed at his own jest,
Page 39 - I think it is hers. The next day a brown bird is on, and I chase it off because the nest is blue's. Next day the brown bird is on again, and I let her be, because I