32 The Story of Scr aggies 



should have learned the things that out- 

 door birds learn, all about the clouds 

 and winds, and bugs and flies and worms 

 and insects, and how to get my own 

 meals. But as it was, I had nothing to 

 do with getting my own food, and so I 

 naturally took to human knowledge in 

 order to occupy my mind and my time. 

 One day Fessor said to Edith : " I'm 

 going to give Scraggles a sand pile. 

 She ought to have something to take a 

 bath in." Was n't that funny ? I didn't 

 know what he meant. A sand pile, and 

 a bath ! But I was soon to learn. In 

 an hour or so he came in with a large 

 box-cover full of sand. He spread out 

 several newspapers on the floor, and then 

 put the sand box on top of them. Well, 

 as soon as I saw the glistening stuff in 

 the sand, I thought it must be some- 



