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bedaubed themselves all over with milk and the 

 process of feeding was tedious. I next secured two 

 dolls' nursing bottles and they answered the pur- 

 pose beautifully. 



The little bats were greedy babies and had to 

 be limited in the amount of milk given to them. 

 Shortly after this I went on an exploring expedi- 

 tion to some islands lying off the extremity of Long- 

 Island. It was out of the question for me to take 

 the baby bats along with me and so I turned them 

 over to my sister-in-law, knowing that the helpless 

 little things would appeal to her kind heart. But 

 Lord bless her soul, she was 



TOO KIND HEARTED! 



In the hurry of my departure I forgot to cau- 

 tion my volunteer nurse regarding the amount of 

 food to give the babies. She tenderly placed the 

 little things in a warm bed of soft wool and gave 

 them each a bottle full of warm milk. Although 

 the nursing bottles were made for dolls, each bot- 

 tle was larger than the baby attached to it, and 

 the consequence was that the greedy little bats 

 sucked away at the bottle until they were both dis- 

 tended like two little round bladders, filled with 

 milk. Sad to relate, they both perished from an 

 acute attack of expansion. 



