110 MY SUMMER IN A GARDEN. 



other night, with pailful after pailful of 

 water. Instantly the toads came out 

 of their holes in the dirt, by tens and 

 twenties and fifties, to escape death by 

 drowning. The big ones fled away in a 

 ridiculous streak of hopping; and the 

 little ones sprang about in the wildest 

 confusion. The toad is just like any 

 other land animal : when his house is 

 full of water, he quits it. These facts, 

 with the drawings of the water and the 

 toads, are at the service of the distin 

 guished scientists of Albany in New 

 York, who were so much impressed by 

 the Cardiff Giant. 



The domestic cow is another animal 

 whose ways I have a chance to study, 

 and also to obliterate in the garden. 

 One of my neighbors has a cow, but no 

 land ; and he seems desirous to pasture 

 her on the surface of the land of other 

 people : a very reasonable desire. The 



