He flew directly over them . Just back of them were a couple of logs . Those logs had n't been there when he passed that way a few days before . He was sure of it . `` Ha ! '' exclaimed Blacky under his breath . `` Those look to me as if they might be very handy , very handy indeed , for a hunter to sit on . Sitting there behind those bushes , he would be hidden from any Duck who might come in to look for nice yellow corn scattered out there among the rushes . It does n't look right to me . No , Sir , it does n't look right to me . I think I 'll keep an eye on this place . '' So Blacky came back to the Big River several times that day . The second time back he found that Dusky the Black Duck and his relatives had left . When he returned in the afternoon , he saw the same man he had seen there the afternoon before , and he was doing the same thing , -- scattering yellow corn out in the rushes . And as before , he went away in a boat . `` I do n't like it , '' muttered Blacky , shaking his black head . `` I do n't like it . '' CHAPTER XX : Blacky Drops A Hint When you see another 's danger Warn him though he be a stranger . -- Blacky the Crow . Every day for a week a man came in a boat to scatter corn in the rushes at a certain point along the bank of the Big River , and every day Blacky the Crow watched him and shook his black head and talked to himself and told himself that he did n't like it , and that he was sure that it was for no good purpose .
Sometimes Blacky watched from a distance , and sometimes he flew XXXXX over the man .
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