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Hedgerow Life 
See how round they look, with all their 
feathers fluffed out with the cold, and 
how they glance at you with their bright 
eyes, as if asking for food. They are 
now almost as tame as cock robin him- 
self, who is sitting on the gatepost and 
asking for food as plainly as if he could 
speak. 
When the snow first comes, the 
rabbits down in their holes don’t like it 
very much ; but as they get hungry they 
have to turn out, whether they like it or 
not. And you can see the curious track 
they make as they go ‘hoppity-hop, 
hoppity-hop.’ A hare makes quite a 
different sort of mark, and you may 
easily see the difference for yourself, for 
a little farther on there is a hare’s ‘meuse,’ 
a gap or hole in the hedge made by the 
hares constantly passing through on 
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