MY WOODLAND INTIMATES 



threatened dearth in fuel, and was taking precau- 

 tions accordingly. 



Her favorite stowaway places are in the trees 

 nearest one of my most convenient window-sill 

 restaurants. There evidences of her thrift and 

 acquisitiveness may be seen constantly. For ex- 

 perimental purposes all sorts of objects are 

 placed within her reach, and, as a result of this 

 liberal proceeding, I have seen, distributed around 

 among the forks and crotches of the trees in the 

 stowaway region, whole slices of bread, as well as 

 smaller pieces, bits of banana, sections of apples 

 and pears, strings of raw potato peelings, scraps 

 of cake and biscuits, bits of rope, fragments of 

 paper, strips of cloth, old bones, and, on one occa- 

 sion, this very practical little lady even carried off 

 a dead mouse and hung it over a limb. Nuts are 

 to be seen at almost every branch angle of the 

 trees in the restaurant neighborhoods, and pine- 

 cones are sometimes wedged in between the slats 

 of our blinds, or among the trimmings of the 

 house. Indeed Madame Jolie-Queue will appro- 

 priate for her treasures any hiding-place that 

 takes her fancy. 



You will see that my claim to a close acquaint- 

 ance with this little furry couple is not without 



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