If he is near enough, which is not likely unless he is very careful, he has heard a low cluck from the old bird, which now sits with neck standing straight up out of the water, so still as to be easily mistaken for one of the old stumps or bogs among which they are feeding.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long
Not till they are out of sight round the bend do they hear the cluck that tells them to hide.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long
But it is only a bear come down from the ridge where he has been sleeping, to find a dead fish perchance for his supper; and the little brood seem to laugh as another low cluck brings them scurrying back from their hiding places.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long