ample time for the study of another "stump" 

 before they discovered that he had doubled down 

 the path, and still longer time before they crossed 

 the wide scentless space of his side jump and 

 once more fastened upon his trail. 



Ill 



Back in my knickerbocker days I once went 

 off on a Sunday-school picnic, and soon, replete 

 with "Copenhagen," I sauntered into the woods 

 alone in quest of less cloying sport. I had not 

 gone far when I picked up a dainty little ribbon- 

 snake, and having no bag or box along, I rolled 

 him up in my handkercliief, and journeyed on 

 with the wiggling reptile safely caged on top of 

 my head under my tight-fitting hat. 



After a time I began to feel a peculiar move- 

 ment under the hat, not exactly the crawling of 

 a normal snake, but more like that of a snake 

 with legs. Those were the days when all my 

 soul was bent on the discovery of a new species— 

 of anything ; when the whole of life meant a 

 journey to the Academy. of Natural Sciences 

 with something to be named. For just an in- 

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