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PICTORIAL MISCELLANY. 



lk Well, somebody has taken them," continued Will. " Hazelnuts 

 don't have legs and walk off, not in our iay. And yet," said he 

 lifting up the overhanging bushes, " I don't see any tracks." 



Reader, who do you think stole Will's hazelnuts ? What! can't 

 guess ? Why, I saw the thief sitting on the fence, not two rods off, 

 all the while Will and his sister were looking for tracks! And for 

 fear some of you might lose your hazelnuts, and not know the thief 

 I have caused his portrait to be taken ; so you may look out for him 

 Here is the little rascal. 



There, leave your hazelnuts on the bushes until they are fully 

 ripe, and this little rogue will save you the trouble of gathering 

 them. 



Butternuts are ripe somewhat before chestnuts. Many a day 

 have I rowed a boat along the Connecticut, river to gather the but- 

 ternuts on the overhanging branches. Frequently a gray squirrel 

 would be found intruding, and then a plan was formed to shake 

 him off into the river. This was good sport, but it did not always 

 end exactly right. I remember coming very near being ducked 



