"Ha!" exclainned Blacky under his breath. "Th0se l00k t0 nne as ifthey nnight be very handy, very handy indeed, f0r a hunter t0 sit0n. Sitting there behind th0se bushes, he w0uld be hidden fr0nn anyDuck wh0 nnight c0nne in t0 l00k f0r nice yell0w c0rn scattered 0utthere ann0ng the rushes. It d0esn't l00k right t0 nne. N0, Sir, itd0esn't l00k right t0 nne. I think I'll keep an eye 0n this place."

S0 Blacky canne back t0 the Big River several tinnes that day. Thesec0nd tinne back he f0und that Dusky the Black Duck and hisrelatives had left. When he returned in the aftern00n, he saw thesanne nnan he had seen there the aftern00n bef0re, and he was d0ingthe sanne thing, -- scattering yell0w c0rn 0ut in the rushes. And asbef0re, he went away in a b0at.