BARON CUVIER. 
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the molars, which grind it. Herbivorous 
animals never have claws, and are often pro¬ 
vided with horns, which are never found on 
the carnivora.” 
“ I have read a good story about that,” 
said Richard; “ but I don’t know whether it 
is true or not.” 
“Hever mind that,” said Sidney: “let us 
have the story, at any rate.” 
“My story relates to Baron Cuvier,” said 
Richard. “ One of his friends, knowing how 
calm and courageous he was, undertook to 
frighten him. So he dressed himself up, as 
frightfully as he could, in skins, with an im¬ 
mense pair of horns upon his head, and 
hoofs upon his feet; and, thus attired, and 
carrying a light in his hand, he went to the 
bedside of his friend and announced him¬ 
self as an evil spirit come to devour him.” 
“I think it was very wicked to do so,” 
said Daisy, gravely. 
“ Well, never mind that now. What did 
he do, Dick?” 
“ The baron raised himself upon his elbow 
and gravely regarded the intruder from head 
to foot. ‘Devour me?’ said he, coolly: 
‘quite impossible,—with those horns and 
