IN FEATHERS AND FUR. 
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THE LITTLE HAYMAKER. 
This is a droll looking fellow. Look at him — short legs with 
long toes and claws, fine bushy tail, upper lip split up in the middle, 
and no ears, to speak of. 
He's a bright, sharp little fellow, and lives in the mountains, 
where he makes a snug little house for himself. Now you can 
guess what those long claws are for. When he makes his home, he 
first digs a passage sloping down, then turns a sharp corner and 
slopes the passage up. At the end of the long hall he makes his 
home. Nice and quiet it is, too, and here is the nursery, and here 
the babies live, and grow up. 
When the weather gets cold, the little Marmot — did I tell you 
his name ? — begins to prepare for winter. He don't lay in a stock 
of nuts and acorns like the squirrels, nor does he stow away a pile 
of bark, like the beaver ; he just moves his family down the moun- 
tain into warmer regions, digs out a new house deeper than the 
other, and then — makes hay for his provision. 
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