218 HILLS AND LAKES. 



would come out, and dodge about among and under 

 the leaves, and over my feet ; and one little fellow 

 commenced gnawing with his sharp little teeth, at 

 my greasy boots, while another seemed inclined to 

 travel up the inside of the leg of my pantaloons. This 

 was carrying the joke a little too far, and as I stirred 

 to prevent it, they vanished in an instant to their 

 hiding-place under the log. 



