"There isn't a stump, or even a tuft of grass, in the meadow large enough to cover us.

Besides, if we undertake to climb over the fence, every crow will be out of sight in a moment; then good-by, owl." "He wouldn't fly off, would he ?" "I should say he would," answered Frank, with a laugh.

"He'd leave like a streak of lightning." "That's news to me.

I always thought owls couldn't see in the day-time.

Natural history says so." "I know it," said Frank.