My First Week In-doors 19 



and over the paper it flew like the 

 dancing shadows that I used, to watch 

 sometimes when I was in my nest in 

 the tree. 



On one side of the room was a flat 

 thing perched on four legs as high as 

 the desk, called a table. The top of this 

 was covered with more books and papers 

 and photographs. Sometimes Fessor 

 would put me on this table, and I used 

 to go around and explore everything. 

 In one corner of the room was a high 

 pile of boxes, with shelves in them, on 

 which were piled loose papers and more 

 books and things. Such big boxes 

 they were, and so deep, and such piles 

 and piles of things in them ! This after- 

 wards became my playhouse and my 

 hiding-place. My! what fun I had in 

 it sometimes, and how glad I was to 



