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Two Little Savages

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by Ernest Thompson Seton


  XVI

  How Yan Knew the Ducks Afar

  One day as the great Woodpecker lay on his back in the shade he saidin a tone of lofty command:

  "Little Beaver, I want to be amused. Come hyar. Tell me a story."

  "How would you like a lesson in Tutnee?" was the Second Chief'sreply, but he had tried this before, and he found neither Sam nor Guyinclined to take any interest in the very dead language.

  "Tell me a story, I said," was the savage answer of the scowling andferocious Woodpecker.

  "All right," said Little Beaver. "I'll tell you a story of such a fineboy--oh, he was the noblest little hero that ever wore pantaloons orgot spanked in school. Well, this boy went to live in the woods, andhe wanted to get acquainted with all the living wild things. He foundlots of difficulties and no one to help him, but he kept on andon--oh! he was so noble and brave--and made notes, and when he learnedanything new he froze on to it like grim death. By and by he got abook that was some help, but not much. It told about some of the birdsas if you had them _in your hand_. But this heroic youth only sawthem at a distance and he was stuck. One day he saw a wild Duck on apond so far away he could only see some spots of colour, but he madea sketch of it, and later he found out from that rough sketch that itwas a Whistler, and then this wonderful boy had an idea. All theDucks are different; all have little blots and streaks that are theirlabels, or like the uniforms of soldiers. 'Now, if I can put theiruniforms down on paper I'll know the Ducks as soon as I see them on apond a long way off.' So he set to work and drew what he couldfind. One of his friends had a stuffed Wood-duck, so the'Boy-that-wanted-to-know' drew that from a long way off. He gotanother from an engraving and two more from the window of ataxidermist shop. But he knew perfectly well that there are twenty orthirty different kinds of Ducks, for he often saw others at a distanceand made far-sketches, hoping some day he'd find out what they were.Well, one day the 'Boy-that-wanted-to-know' sketched a new Duck on apond, and he saw it again and again, but couldn't find out what itwas, and there was his b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l sketch, but no one to tellhim its name, so when he saw that he just had to go into the teepeeand steal the First War Chief's last apple and eat it to hide hisemotion."

  Here Yan produced an apple and began to eat it with an air of sadness.

  Without changing a muscle, the Great Woodpecker continued the tale:

  "Then when the First War Chief heard the harrowing tale of a blightedlife, he said: 'Shucks, I didn't want that old apple. It was fishedout of the swill-barrel anyway, but 'pears to me when a feller setsout to do a thing an' don't he's a 'dumb failure,' which ain't muchdifference from a 'durn fool.'

  "Now, if this heroic youth had had gumption enough to come outflat-footed, an' instead of stealing rotten apples that the pigs haswalked on, had told his trouble to the Great Head War Chief, thatnative-born noble Red-man would 'a' said: 'Sonny, quite right. When indoubt come to Grandpa. You want to get sharp on Duck. Ugh! Good'--thenhe'd 'a' took that simple youth to Downey's Hotel at Downey's Dump an'there showed him every kind o' Duck that ever was born, an' all taggedan' labelled. Wah! I have spoken."

  And the Great Woodpecker scowled ferociously at Guy, who was vainlysearching his face for a clue, not sure but what this whole thing wassome subtle mockery. But Yan had been on the lookout for this. Sam'sface throughout had shown nothing but real and growing interest. Thegood sense of this last suggestion was evident, and the result was anexpedition was formed at once for Downey's Dump, a little town fivemiles away, where the railroad crossed a long bog on the SkagbogRiver. Here Downey, the contractor, had carried the railroad dumpacross a supposed bottomless morass and by good luck had soon madea bottom and in consequence a small fortune, with which he built ahotel, and was now the great man of the town for which he had done somuch.

  "Guess we'll leave the Third War Chief in charge of camp," said Sam,"an' I think we ought to go disguised as Whites."

  "You mean to go back to the Settlement and join the Whites?"

  "Yep, an' take a Horse an' buggy, too. It's five miles."

  That was a jarring note. Yan's imagination had pictured a footexpedition through the woods, but this was more sensible, so heyielded.

  They went to the house to report and had a loving reception fromthe mother and little Minnie. The men were away. The boys quicklyharnessed a Horse and, charged also with some commissions from themother, they drove to Downey's Dump.

  On arriving they went first to the livery-stable to put up the horse,then to the store, where Sam delivered his mother's orders, and havingmade sure that Yan had pencil, paper and rubber, they went intoDowney's. Yan's feelings were much like those of a country boy goingfor the first time to a circus--now he is really to see the things hehas dreamed of so long; now all heaven is his.

  And, curiously enough, he was not disappointed. Downey was a rough,vigorous business man. He took no notice of the boys beyond a brief"Morning, Sam," till he saw that Yan was making very fair sketches.All the world loves an artist, and now there was danger of too muchassistance.

  The cases could not be opened, but were swung around and shadesraised to give the best light. Yan went at once to the bird hehad "far-sketched" on the pond. To his surprise, it was a femaleWood-duck. He put in the whole afternoon drawing those Ducks, maleand female, and as Downey had more than fifty specimens Yan felt likeAladdin in the Fairy Garden--overpowered with abundance of treasure.The birds were fairly well labelled with the popular names, and Yanbrought away a lot of sketches, which made him very happy. These heafterward carefully finished and put together in a Duck Chart thatsolved many of his riddles about the Common Duck.

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  The Fish-Ducks, Sawbills, or Mergansers]

  The River Ducks]

  (See description below.)

  Far-sketches showing common Ducks as seen on the water at about 50 yards distance. The pair is shown in each square, the male above.

  N.B. The wings are rarely seen when the bird is swimming.

  THE FISH-DUCK, SAWBILLS OR MERGANSERS

  Largely white and all are crested, wings with large white areas in flight.

  1. The Shelldrake or Goosander (_Merganser americanus_). Bill, feet and eye red.

  2. The Sawbill or Red-breasted Merganser (_Merganser serrator_). Bill and feet red.

  3. Hooded Merganser (_Lophodytes cucullatus_). Bill and feet dark, paddle-box buff.

  THE RIVER DUCKS

  The males usually with shining green and black on head and wings, the females streaky gray-brown.

  4. Mallard _(Anas boschas_). Red feet; male has pale, greenish bill. Known in flight by white tail feathers and thin white bar on wing.

  5. Black Duck or Dusky Duck (_Anas obscura_). Dark bill, red feet, no white except in flight, then shows white lining of wings.

  6. Gadwall or Gray Duck (_Anas strepera_). Beak flesh-coloured on edges, feet reddish, a white spot on wing showing in flight.

  7. Widgeon or Baldpate (_A. americana_). Bill and feet dull blue; a large white spot on wing in flight; female has sides reddish.

  8. Green-winged Teal (_A. carolinensis_). Bill and feet dark.

  9. Blue-winged Teal (_A. discors_). Bill and feet dark.

  10. Shoveller (_Spatula clypeata_). Bill dark, feet red, eye yellow-orange; a white patch on wings showing in flight

  11. Pintail or Sprigtail (_Dafila acuta_). Bill and feet dull blue.

  12. Wood Duck or Summer Duck (_Aix sponsa_). Bill of male red, paddle-box buff, bill of female and feet of both dark.

  The Sea Ducks]

  THE SEA DUCKS

  Chiefly black and white in colour; the female brownish instead of black; most have yellow or orange eye, and more or less white on wings which does not show as they swim.

  13. Red-head (_Aythya americana_). Head and neck bright red; eye of male yellow, bill and f
eet blue.

  14. Canvasback (_A. vallisneria_). Head and neck dark-red, eye of male red, bill and feet of both dark or bluish.

  15. Ring-necked Bluebill (_A. collaria_). Bill and feet bluish.

  16. Big Bluebill (_A. marila_). Bill and feet bluish.

  17. Little Bluebill (_A. affinis_). Same colour as the preceding.

  18. Whistler or Goldeneye (_Clangula clangula americana_). Feet orange.

  19. Bufflehead or Butterball (_Charitonetta albeola_).

  20. Old-Squaw or Longtail (_Harelda hyemalis_). This is its winter plumage, in which it is mostly seen.

  21. Black Scoter (_Oidemia americana_). A jet-black Duck with orange bill; no white on it anywhere.

  22. White-winged Scoter (_O. deglandi_). A black Duck with white on cheek and wing; feet and bill orange; much white on wing shows as they fly, sometimes none as they swim.

  23. Surf Duck or Sea Coot (_O. perspicillata_). A black Duck with white on head, but none on wings: bill and feet orange.

  24. Ruddy Duck or Stiff-tailed Duck (_Erismatura jamaicensis_). Bill and feet bluish; male is in general a dull red with white face.

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  When they got back to camp at dusk they found a surprise. On thetrail was a white thing, which on investigation proved to be a ghost,evidently made by Guy. The head was a large puff-ball carved like askull, and the body a newspaper.

  But the teepee was empty. Guy probably felt too much reaction afterthe setting up of the ghost to sit there alone in the still night.

 

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