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Title: Four feet, wings, and fins
Year: 1879 (1870s)
Authors: Maskell, A. E. Anderson- Mrs
Subjects: Zoology
Publisher: Boston, D. Lothrop and Co
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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and stick fast in the viscous fluid on its surface, thenthe ant-eater draws them in, and swallows them. 137 A FUNNY PIN-CUSHION. They are fond of wood-lice too, and often climbtrees for the purpose of getting at them. Theybelong to the order Edentato^ and to the Armadillofamily. Do let us sit down, Im so tired, interruptedMay, flinging herself on the grass. Did you get many berries 1 asked Mr. Dumas. About half as many as w^e should, I presume,had we not met with such a terrible scare, saidGrace. What was it ? asked Mr. Dumas. I was so thankful Rose wasnt along, said Grace,hugging the little girl. Tell Mr. Dumas about it,Frank. Why, there was a great black bear out therepicking berries, said Frank. O-h-h ! exclaimed Rose, opening her eyes verywide. And we ran for our lives, said Grace. The bear didnt pursue? asked Mr. Dumas. O, no; he seemed to take no notice of us, what-ever, but kept on coolly eating berries, as we as-certained when we looked back to see if he wasfollowing. 138 ^i:!
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A Bear Picking Beeries. A FUNNY PIN-CUSHION. It must be the tame bear that belongs to a farmerin the neighborhood. Aunt Jerusha ought to havetold you about it. He is perfectly harmless. Thenext time you go berrying, let me know, and Ill goalong. We will, said Grace, but I dont see how peoplecan care to make pets of bears. This is a very cunning bear, I assure you — fullof pranks as he can be. One day he went downcellar and feasted on cookies and cream. In someway he upset a large pan of milk over himself,and looked funny enough when he came up, hiswhole face thickly coated with cream, his fur justdripping. That makes me think of a bear story I onceheard, laughed Grace. The person who told it —a clergyman — assured us it was strictly true. Afamily that owned a tame bear went to church oneSunday, and left Master Bruin at home. No soonerdid his bearship find himself alone, than he went tothe cellar and tapped the molasses barrel, lapping itup hungrily as it dripped to the floor. Pr

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