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with southerly winds before morning, he stopped 

 digging entirely. The next day I took him out, and 

 put him into a bottomless tub sunk into the ground 

 and filled with soft earth, leaves, and leaf mould, 

 where he passed the winter safely, and came out fresh 

 and bright in the spring. 



The little hylodes or peeping frogs lead a sort 01 

 arboreal life, too, a part of the season, but they are 

 quite different from the true tree-toads, the Hyla ver- 

 gicolor, above described. They appear to leave the 

 marshes in May, and to take to the woods or bushes. 

 I have never seen them on trees, but upon low shrubs. 

 They do not seem to be climbers, but perchers. I 

 caught one in May, in some low bushes a few rods 

 from the swamp. It perched upon the small twigs 

 like a bird, and would leap about among them, sure 

 of its hold every time. I was first attracted by its 

 piping. I brought it borne, and it piped for one twi- 

 light in a bush in my yard and then was gone. I do 

 not think they pipe much after leaving the water. I 

 have found them early in April upon the ground in 

 the woods, and again late in the fall. 



In November, 1879, the warm, moist weather 

 brought them out in numbers. They were hopping 

 about everywhere, upon the fallen leaves. Within a 

 Email space I captured six. Some of them were the 

 hue of the tan-colored leaves, probably Pickering's 

 hylodes, and some were darker, according to the local- 

 ity. Of course they do not go to the marshes to 

 winter, else they would not wait so late in the season 



