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made ready he pushed into the cage as 

 pretty a pair of flying squirrels as ever 

 made a boy's eyes dance. I did not even 

 know what they were until I was told, 

 for they were quite different from any 

 squirrel that I had ever seen. 



They were a little darker than the ordi- 

 nary gray squirrel, with broad bushy tails. 

 Their heads were rather small, with beau- 

 tiful soft eyes that seemed made for twi- 

 light rather than day. But the queerest 

 thing of all was a skinny membrane 

 stretching from the fore to the hind leg. 

 This membrane was spread out and very 

 much in evidence when the squirrels 

 flopped down off their wheel into the 

 bottom of the cage. When they at- 

 tempted this feat they looked very 

 much like bats. I named them Dick and 

 Dixy and guarded them as I did my 

 eyes. 



