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brought to the house. Then Barry could not 

 rest. Every time they moved he moved. If 

 they mewed he was as excited as though such a 

 thing had never been known before. He worried 

 the kittens almost to death by putting his nose so 

 close to them, when they lay down to sleep, that 

 every breath he drew stirred their fur. 



In the end they always became very fond of him 

 however. They would play with his ears or tail, and 

 curl up between his paws to sleep. Then Barry 

 would be perfectly happy. He would hardly stir 

 for fear of disturbing them. 



But Barry's favorite companion was a pet rac- 

 coon. It was brought to the house when it was 

 a little baby thing that had to be fed with a bottle. 



Barry was deeply interested. We could not keep 

 him away from the little beast. 



As the raccoon grew older it used to play with 

 Barry. Sometimes it bit him so sharply in its play 

 that Barry yelped. 



Coonie delighted in teasing Barry when he was 

 trying to sleep. It would steal up and nip his ears, 

 or his feet. It annoyed him more than the flies. 



When he was gnawing a bone the raccoon would 

 lift his lips and try to pull it away from him. It 



