CHAPTER XXVI, 



THE SQUIRREL. 



" From bough to bough the scampering Squirrels bound ; 

 But soon, in smoky thunders, bite the ground ; 

 Life's gushing streams their sable furs defile." 



We hardly think it will be expected of us to include the 

 subject of Squirrel Shooting in this volume; however, as we 

 know something about the matter (perhaps nothing new), 

 picked up during our early school-days in a great Squirrel 

 country, it may not be amiss in us to devote a few pages to 

 these interesting little creatures, that enliven the solitude of 

 our deep forests with frolicsome gambols. 



Our friend Porter, in his reprint of RaicJcer — by the by a 

 most excellent work in itself, and made still more so by the 

 valuable additions of the edito'r — 2:ives a most interestinsr ac- 

 count of Squirrel Slwotinrj. 



If our readers would all peruse the articles referred to, in 

 the above publication, they would have nothing further to learn 

 on the subject, save a few hints as to the habits of the animal. 



