MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



Here among the damp mosses and the 

 leafy mold were the homes of hosts of 

 harmless, slimy little creatures that glided 

 or wriggled away at our approch, or hastily 

 buried themselves in their moist beds. Per- 

 haps a little farther away, in higher, dryer 

 ground, crackling boughs told of the re- 

 treat of some other frightened little crea- 

 tures of the wood. By the way, what a 

 great sound usually results from the under- 

 brush passing of a tiny creature! 



On two or three occasions we even saw 

 the tracks of bears, but the Bruin of this 

 region is not the bloodthirsty creature that 

 our imagination usually pictures. He pre- 

 fers berries and forest productions gener- 

 ally to any city importations. Sometimes, 

 when very hard pressed by hunger, he will 

 attack the s'heep-fold, but he always shows 

 a wholesome fear of human beings. 



In addition to the two roomy cages in 

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