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WILD LIFE AT HOME. 



poor little chap. I could not find it in my heart 

 to do that, and he was soon at liberty again. 



Another became so tame in one of the 

 packing-rooms of the establishment where I am 

 employed that the porters fed him and regarded 



XEST OF HAKVEST MOUSE. 



him as a sort of regimental pet, until one day his 

 boldness cost him his life. A stack of parcels fell 

 over and crushed him to death in the middle of 

 a meal. 



The accompanying illustration of a field-mouse's 

 nest was made from a specimen which we found 

 in a hedge-side. I am inclined to think that, like 

 wrens, they make many they never intend to use 



