182 BULLETIN NO. VII. 
that on one occasion my little boy said: ‘Papa, I would like 
to see mousie walk just once.’ Her taste was quite omnivorous, 
although, unlike the domestic mouse, she did not care for 
cheese. But meat, corn, nuts, sugar and even pudding and fish 
were all acceptable. <A little sod of fresh grass and white clover. 
was occasionally put into the cage. This she enjoyed greatly, 
eating the greens like a rabbit; only always insisting on sitting 
up to it. It was interesting to witness how ready she was 
foremergencies. Sitting on her hind feet, she would take hold, 
with her hands, of a blade of grass and begin eating at the tip. 
The spear would rapidly shorten, and seemingly she must now 
stoop to finish it, or do it in the ordinary quadrupedal style. 
Now, that was just what she did not choose to do. So, when 
the emergency came, she would stoop down and in a trice cut 
the blade off close to the sod with just one nip, then up again 
on her feet in a sitting posture, she would finish it in a com- 
fortable and becoming way. On one occasion a worm crept 
out of the sod and Hespy at once fell to it and soon had it 
tucked away without cooking. As to exercise, she manages 
to take a great deal. In the day time her exercise is less, as 
she does a good deal of sleeping then. It is at night that her 
peculiar talents appear to advantage, beginning at vespers, as 
her name might imply. Then, as a singer, her genius literally 
shines. It is with her singing that we are most concerned, and 
indeed, at the moment of this writing (for it is night) she is in 
fine song. Perhaps, however, it will seem more literal and 
actual if her performances are described in the past tense. 
‘‘Our little musician had several snatches or bits of melody 
which were often repeated. But in her repertoire were two 
notable ones, each of which deserves to be dignified as a profes- 
sional vole. The one by far the more frequent is noted below, 
and pecause it is her favorite, when running in her revolving 
cage, it was named ‘ The Wheel Song.’* 
‘‘The last bar of this would frequently be prolonged to two 
or three, and she would sometimes change from ¢ sharp to d, to 
c natural and d, then warble on these two notes awhile and wind 
up with a quick chirp onc sharp andd. The distinctions be- 
tween the semi-tones was very marked and easily appreciable 
to a goodear. Ihave always enjoyed the mellow little strains 
of the song of the sparrow and the house wren. But in either 
case it was short and apt to become monotonous from its admit- 
ting almost no variation. Monotony was not chargeable to 
*The musical notation was written by my son, Ferris C. Lockwood, 
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