A JUNE DAY CHAT 



on the dreary, wet world beyond, and was such 

 a picture of cosiness and comfort as I have seldom 

 seen equalled. 



I prepared for him a nice little breakfast of 

 nuts, bananas, and sunflower-seeds and placed his 

 tray of supplies on a table beside him ; then from 

 behind the slats of the bay-window, near which 

 he was stationed, I watched him as he ate. At 

 the close of the feast, he stowed the remnants in 

 various veranda nooks, then snuggled down into 

 the depths of the rugs and cushions for his nap. 

 What a blissful, luxurious one it must have been. 



But this was no solitary experience, I assure 

 you; and as the rainy-day arrangement of the 

 veranda furnishings is also the usual nightly one, 

 I strongly suspect that Baby has frequently 

 adopted these quarters for his sleeping apart- 

 ments. He is wonderfully fearless, and our 

 presence never seems to interfere either with his 

 comfort or the carrying out of his plans. 



No other squirrel visits this delightful nook, 

 but it has a goodly number of patrons among the 

 feathered folk. They seem to entertain a pro- 

 found admiration, a genuine fondness for people 

 who have the good sense to live out-doors as 

 much as the weather permits, and who even take 

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