He seemed to be perfectly happy when the latter was with him, and, when absent from him, he talked of him more than of any other person.
In the middle of autumn the sky was often clouded with wild geese, which in V-shaped flocks passed in long processions overhead, _honking_ in a trumpet-like manner.

Sometimes a flock of snowy geese would be seen, and the laughing goose would be heard.
"Where do they go ?" said Mr.Mann one day to Benjamin.
The boy told him of a wonderful island, now known as Whidby, where there were great gatherings of flocks of geese in the fall.
"Let's go see," said he.

"The geese are thicker than the bushes there--the ponds are all alive with them there--honk--honk--honk! Let's go see." "When the school is over for the fall we will go," said Mr.Mann.
The Indian boy's face beamed with delight.

He dreamed of another expedition like that to the wonderful Falls.

He would there show the master the great water cities of the wild geese, the emigrants of the air.
The thought of it made him dance with delight.
Often at nightfall great flocks of the Canada geese would follow the Columbia towards the sea.