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water from which I quickly rescued him and put him in an insect 

 cage. He was very calm and pufifed himself up double his normal 

 size as forty eager children made his acquaintance. A half 

 dozen boys lingered behind as the class was dismissed eager 

 to buy this strange pet. 



As the next class came into the room one small girl looked 

 very much delighted. "Why, that is our homed toad," she ex- 

 claimed, "We brought it up from Arizona last fall. His name 

 is Christopher Coltimbus. Bob and I took turns in taking it 

 out for exercise and one day Chris slipped the string over his 

 head and escaped." 



Later Bob came in, picked up the formidable looking pet 

 which snuggled in his hand and offered no resistance to the friendly 

 strokes. Bob too was sure that it was the Christopher Columbus 

 which had escaped from captivity the previous autimin. 



Since the winter of 1920-21 was a mild one it seems probable 

 that this homed toad had successfully hibernated in the Chicago 

 area. At least not being able to determine anything further 

 as to ownership Bob carried home his strange pet with a great 

 deal of satisfaction. 



Do you remember how Goldie Locks happened to visit the home 

 of the three bears just in time to taste of their breakfast while 

 they were waiting for the porridge to cool? Something very like 

 that happened in a garden in River Forest one hot autumn day. 

 A young Sapsucker on his journey to the South selected a crab 

 apple tree that was brightly decorated with beautiful red apples. 

 With carpenter like precision he drilled rows of holes a half inch 

 apart on a branch about two inches thick. 



Then Mr. Sapsucker went aw^ay expecting to come back to 

 find each cavity overflowing with sap and richly flavored with 

 any insects that might have been snared. Flies and bees came 

 to the spot and hummed about as noisily as a whole swarm of 

 bees. 



Mouming Cloak Butterfly sniffed something good in that crab 

 tree and drank and drank of the sweets Mr. Sapsucker had 

 intended for himself. The smaller insects annoyed the beauty 

 in black and white and he opened and closed his wings in angry 

 jerks. 



