caught sight of himself reflected in the smooth surface.
"Whew! I do look rather rowdy," he said. "I think I'll take a dip,—there's nothing that takes with the female sex like a little attention to your personal appearance, and I flatter myself I'm not a bad-looking fellow when I'm spruced up. So here goes!" and carefully placing the lump of sugar on a stone, he ducked his head into the fresh, clear water, and brought it out dripping.
Then he stepped in and splashed the water about with his wings, and ducked his head till his feathers were heavy with water. He flew into a bush and began pluming them carefully, and he certainly was not a bad-looking fellow when he had finished his toilet.
When he had smoothed out all his feathers he flew down to the edge of the spring and looked in, and, judging from the little
