It's what I call killing, not hunting." [Illustration: Virginia Rail.] "What a strange note they have," said Rap.

"Something like a Woodpecker's call." "Yes, but you should hear the noise they make in spring, when there are crowds of birds along the river and back in the meadows.

The Redwings and Meadowlarks sing all day long, the Marsh Wrens come along to join in, the Snipe begin to call, the Spotted Sandpipers whistle up, and we get a visit from the Wild Geese as they fly north.

I tell you it is fine to be down here then.

But in fall I'd rather be up at the lake by the lumber camp when the snow brings the foxes and other wild animals out." "Do stop a minute, please, Olaf, and don't tell quite so fast," pleaded Dodo.