A little longer and I can tell what it is.

Now I see; it is a flight of wild pigeons, a great flock, hundreds of thousands, and millions, going south to escape the winter." "We've seen such flights often." "So we have, but this is coming straight toward us, and I have a great thought, Dagaeoga.

Areskoui has not only forgiven us for our unknown sin--perhaps of omission--but he has also decided to put help in our way, if we will use it.

You see many dwarf trees at the southern edge of the crest, and I believe that by dark they will be covered with pigeons, stopping for the night." "And some of them will stop for our benefit, though we have bear meat too! I see, Tayoga." Robert watched the flying cloud, which had grown larger and blacker, and then he saw that Tayoga was right.

It was an immense flock of wild pigeons, and, as the twilight fell, they covered the trees upon their crest so thickly that the boughs bent beneath them.