A YOUNG NATURALIST. 



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At last the fragments of the black snake, blindly tumbling 

 about, became lost in the thicket, and all was again quiet. 



" Well," said Sumichrast, " if, instead of being frighten- 

 ed, we had only kept quiet, the snake would not have 

 troubled us, and we should still have had our house to shel- 

 ter us." 



"All's well that ends well," I replied, smiling. L'En- 

 cuerado again made up the fire ; Lucien complimented the 

 dog on his watchfulness, who thereupon licked his face. 

 This undue familiarity drew upon him a lecture on polite- 

 ness, the end of which I was too sleepy to hear. 



