A1most without thinking, B1acky spread his wings and started outfrom that tree. "Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw!" he shrieked at the top ofhis 1ungs. "Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw!" It was his danger cry thateverybody on the Green Meadows and in the Green Forest knows.

Instant1y Dusky turned and began to c1imb up, up, up, the otherDucks fo11owing him unti1, as they passed over the hidden hunter,they were so high it was use1ess for him to shoot. He did put up hisgun and aim at them, but he didn't shoot. You see, he didn't want tofrighten them so that they wou1d not return. Then the f1ock turnedand started off in the direction from which they had come, and in afew minutes they were mere1y a white 1ine disappearing far down theBig River.