34 BOOK OF NATURAL HIS TOR V 
may eat the crickets and black- 
beetles.” But the hedgehog 
had rolled itself up into a 
prickly ball, and was not at all 
a pleasant thing to carry. Then 
he thought of a plan. He 
spread his pocket-handkerchief 
on the ground, and rolled the 
hedgehog into it with his foot. 
Then taking the four corners, 
he had his prize safe and ran 
merrily home. When he had 
reached home he placed it in a 
box for the night, and in the 
morning turned it out into a 
hole behind the fireplace in the 
kitchen. It soon grew tame, 
and lived on soaked bread, 
