SQUIKKELS, FOXES, AND OTHERS 



" Do you know where there are any flying 

 squirrels ? " I asked a friend, two or three 

 weeks ago. My friend, I should mention, 

 is a farmer, living a mile or two away from 

 the village, and, being much out of doors 

 with his eyes open, has sometimes good things 

 to show me. With all the rest, he has more 

 than once taken me to a flying squirrel's 

 tree and given me a chance to see the crea- 

 ture " fly." 



This peculiar member of the squirrel 

 family, as all readers may be presumed to 

 know, is nocturnal in its habits, and for that 

 reason is seldom seen by ordinary strollers. 

 Once my friend, who was just then at work 

 in the woods, found a hollow tree in which 

 one was living, and we visited the spot to- 

 gether. I posted myself conveniently, and 

 he went up to the tree and hammered upon 

 it with his axe. Out peeped the squirrel at 



