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manners, and at the table, too!" She 

 refused to eat the finches' food, and pres- 

 ently her husband brought her a berry 

 from a neighbouring bush, and after eating 

 that she flew away in disgust. Next day 

 they came again, and it was evident that 

 the lady had complained to her husband of 

 the ill-breeding of the objectionable birds, 

 for her gallant better half chased the 

 finches off, and would not permit one of 

 them to alight as long as his wife chose to 

 remain. Such little scenes are often en- 

 acted for the eye which is watching for 

 them. 



And the pretty fur wearers what 

 would our place be without their shy and 

 timid presence ? The saucy squirrels in the 

 trees, who tease my poor little dog to the 

 verge of distraction, and order me out 

 sharply to bring their breakfast when I am 

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