1/8 LIVING RATTLESNAKES. 
forest and plains, from the big buffalo and huge 
cinnamon, to the field-mouse and the mole ; every 
bird of the air ; rare fishes and shells from the 
seas ; barbarian armor, and relics, and nameless 
things, arranged with infinite patience and cun- 
ning art.” 
Of its appearance, and the impression it made 
upon one quite unacquainted with Mrs. Maxwell, 
or any of the circumstances we have narrated, 
H. H. has already spoken. 
Before many months passed, among the attrac- 
tions (?) added to the museum, were a number 
of living rattlesnakes, and a couple of bear cubs. 
The mother of the latter was killed at the time 
of their capture. Ten days or more after her 
death, her skin being mounted, was placed in the 
museum. Mrs. Maxwell, to test her work and 
to see whether the cubs still remembered their 
mother, let them out into the room where she 
was. Selecting her from the other animals, they 
ran, whining, and jumped about her, licking her. 
face, and seeming overjoyed at finding her again. 
But when conscious that she would not return 
their caresses, their grief was touching in the ex- 
treme. Standing up and stroking her face with 
their little paws in the most pleading manner, they 
licked her nose and cheeks, and moaned like two 
heartbroken children. It was more than Mrs. 
Maxwell could endure, and with tears of sym- 
