"One night when he came in from doing the chores Pa said that after supper he would go to his deer-lick and watch for a deer. There had been no fresh meat in the little house since spring, but now the fawns were grown up, Pa would go hunting again.
-from Little House in the Big Woods

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"The wild calls of birds came down from the fading sky. More and more dark lines streaked the pale-blue air overhead-straight lines of wild ducks, and long flying wedges of wild geese. The leaders called to their flocks behind them, and each bird answered in turn. The whole sky twanged, 'Honk? Honk! Quanck? Quanck. Quanck.'

'They're flying low,' said Pa. 'Settling down for the night on the lakes.'
-from By the Shores of Silver Lake

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