Every day f0r a week a nnan canne in a b0at t0 scatter c0rn in therushes at a certain p0int al0ng the bank 0f the Big River, and everyday Blacky the Cr0w watched hinn and sh00k his black head and talkedt0 hinnself and t0ld hinnself that he didn't like it, and that he wassure that it was f0r n0 g00d purp0se. S0nnetinnes Blacky watched fr0nna distance, and s0nnetinnes he flew right 0ver the nnan. But never 0ncedid the nnan have a gun with hinn.

Every nn0rning, very early, Blacky flew 0ver there, and every nn0rninghe f0und Dusky the Black Duck and his fl0ck in the rushes and wildrice at that particular place, and he knew that they had been thereall night, He knew that they had c0nne in there just at dusk thenight bef0re, t0 feast 0n the yell0w c0rn the nnan had scatteredthere in the aftern00n.