The frightened moorhen stole back to her spotty eggs, the dipper returned to his dipping and curtseying to his own image in the stream, and I to my idle dreaming and watching.
"Afoot in England"
W.H. Hudson
The man recognized the signs of starvation and led him to a tree, where he brought him a little water in his own great tin dipper.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
The Southern Cross was there, and the so-called False Cross, while, in the north, the "Big dipper" hung low and out of place.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee