THE OPEN WINDOW 



decided to go on with his night's entertainment 

 in spite of me and made a flying leap for the opening 

 in the double windows; as he hurled himself angrily 

 again and again at his accustomed entrance, I realized 

 that screens would be advisable up here even in mid- 

 winter. 



And what was this little beast who walked abroad 

 at night and fearlessly entered our room? I believe 

 he is called a flying squirrel as he can make such huge 

 leaps in the air, flattening out his small body and steer- 

 ing with his broad tail. I know that they are 

 not at all nice pets for the house, and that much of the 

 damage attributed to the common squirrel is done by 

 this mischievous creature. 



"Have n't we a trap that catches small animals with- 

 out hurting them?" I asked the gardener the next morn- 

 ing. 



"Yes'm," he answered. 



"Well, please put it on my window sill to-night with 

 peanuts in it." 



It had not been there an hour before two small 



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